Fed Up

When did we decide to play pretend
disregarding those who try to be your friends
I thought we were to big for that but I guess again
your intentions are sick there gonna make me spin

Lay your cards on the table show your lack of faith
I'm standing here just to say that I think you should end your charades
I know you're better than a masquerader hiding their shame
I really can't stand the fuss you've all created
You know secrets can't stay hidden, and locked away

Feeding off their friends, your generosity
Gifts for all those who come, along their way
But what do they get in return?
Just your apathy
Not me I'd like to think I'm above all that

Lay your cards on the table, show your lack of faith
I'm standing here just to say that I think you should end your charades
I know you're better than a masquerader hiding their shame
I really can't stand the fuss you've all created
You know secrets can't stay hidden, and locked away

They don't care, so I won't bother
They don't care, they gave up long ago
But it makes me, so fed up
So fed up, I'm so tired
So fed up, so fed up
So fed up, I'm so tired
So fed up, so fed up
So fed up

I'm standing here just to say that I think you should end your charades
I know you're better than a masquerader hiding their shame
I really can't stand the fuss you've all created
You know secrets can't stay hidden, and locked away



Credits
Writer(s): Nash Ott
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