How can I not taste it, when it's right there put it in my hand. And let's not put it in their faces. Hide the obvious just a little bit, It's coming to this. You'll know they'll never face it, They're just a face all covered with a rag. And they can't stop talking, so the bigger it gets. And yeah they take up space but still nothing's wasted. A lie is a lie with crossed hearts and hopes to die. You can find me underground, where I can't hear a sound. I watched you get down on your knees, in hopes that I would turn around. So now you'll find me underground, where I can't hear a sound. I tried hard to erase it. I tried not to use it cause' I can. And don't tell me what a race is, Cause I can get fucked up more than a little bit It's coming to this. We pay to watch it wasted, They're just a face all covered with a rag. And they might keep running, but the slower they move. And those moves in time with their perfect placement. What can I say, I would have gone another way cause that isn't me. I was born to fade away. It's nothing you did, just something I felt as a kid. And now I can't feel I can't feel anything at all. It's nothing at all, I feel nothing at all.