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you've got a lot to lie about
all the angles you've covered up
we've got plenty to talk about because some of them you just
can't block
pretend you're the daughter of elvis and you're married to
the king of pop
without worldwide belief, you step up to the mic and blow
it off
you're in over your head
this time you're in over your head
you're in over your head
this time you're in over your head
if it's any indication of what it's really like to be you
if it's any consolation, i guess i wouldn't want to be you
can't say that i'm crazy about anything that you do
without concrete belief, you step up to the edge and follow
through
you're in over your head
this time you're in over your head
just when you thought it was safe, you got r*ped
a fickle incision from the hand that fed you in the first
place
ten million opinions in your skin color face
contrary to popular belief, this time you caught your foot
in the grave