Playing Dead
What the fuck are you what the fuck are you looking at
What the fuck have you become through the course of a
Conversation ignorance rears it's head and I turn away
Playing dead ignore what was said lay down all my
Pride bury my conscious behind a smile playing dead
Never again will I compromise this tongue has bled one
Two many times so I'll stare in the face of
Confrontation and I'll spit in the eye that see in
Black and white I will not pacify myself I will not
Play dead what the fuck are you looking at
What the fuck have you become through the course of a
Conversation ignorance rears it's head and I turn away
Playing dead ignore what was said lay down all my
Pride bury my conscious behind a smile playing dead
Never again will I compromise this tongue has bled one
Two many times so I'll stare in the face of
Confrontation and I'll spit in the eye that see in
Black and white I will not pacify myself I will not
Play dead what the fuck are you looking at
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Writer(s): Jon Pushnik, Jon Gula, Jon Hodges
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