Once There Was A Purpose,

Once There Was A Voice

Its Gotten So Deluded,

Robbed Of Its Claws

Picked,

Stripped,

Bones Clean

Left The Heart,

Took What You Need

Waterd Down,

Now It's Just A Parody



Once There Was A Reason,

Once There Was A Soulo

Now Just A Paper Tiger,

Roaring At The Mall

Picked,

Stripped,

Bones Clean

You've Got The Look,

You've Got The Style

Left The Substance,

In A Year Where Will You Be



Somebody's Fakin' It

Somebody's Fakin' It

Somebody's Fakin' It

Somebody's Fake



Call You Out,

Its Not A Comodity

Call You Out,

Without Integrity

Call You Out,

Or An Ego Driven Game

Call You Out,

Let You In With Open Arms And Open Mind

You Had A Taste

You Turn Around,

Spit It Out

And Slap It Right In The Face



Somebody's Fakin' It

Look At Them They're Fakin' It

Fakin' The Punk