Liars - Life Long Tragedy

Up on that pedestal, baby

You’re famous

You’ve got us on our knees

Worshipping

Your wages

Laugh on in Hollywood

It’s understood

I’m not jealous

Of your commercialized

Suicide

Overwhelm us

With hate for how you treat

The incomplete

Rebellion

Redemption

Money speaks to me redundantly

Says, «Life ain’t no fucked fantasy.»

And we’re not friends so let’s not pretend

That there’s any substance in this

Stay up staring at the ceiling

Subconcious fight

We’re against the glamorous

The gods — their laws, our fleeting rights

Blindly followed phony leaders

Right off the cliffs

Landing on the rocks below

And the sentenced to the worst dungeons

Sink my teeth into temptation

The victims of so-called «circumstance» can hardly stand

Motivation is what you’ve lacked

Liars claim they broke the mold

They sold their souls

Impending wreckage

Unprotected

Deceptive idols

Wealth and stature

Flex your power

Stop on those who dare oppose

I’m not flawless

I must confess

Beauty contests make me vomit