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Black Comedy
Black Comedy - Misplaced?
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Am I lost or am I at the place to be?
Never mind my lacking confidence
Am I still a man?
All I know is that this ship’s going down
In this world what more could you expect
Shrink my dignity then crave respect
Am I though my own enemy?
So frustrated, so misplaced
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
A piece of mind, a piece of me and a piece of that
Well I’ve had enough of this show
There is nothing more
I might be stupid but I ain’t slow
Should I applaud when I know you’ve won
Don’t expect something like that “son”
Do you need a clue?
So frustrated, so misplaced
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
Psychiatric bullshit lasts. Thrash!
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
Never mind my lacking confidence
Am I still a man?
All I know is that this ship’s going down
In this world what more could you expect
Shrink my dignity then crave respect
Am I though my own enemy?
So frustrated, so misplaced
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
A piece of mind, a piece of me and a piece of that
Well I’ve had enough of this show
There is nothing more
I might be stupid but I ain’t slow
Should I applaud when I know you’ve won
Don’t expect something like that “son”
Do you need a clue?
So frustrated, so misplaced
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
Psychiatric bullshit lasts. Thrash!
Faith?
At what cost do you sell you’re soul
Hate?
I’m not the one crumbling inside
Conceit?
Who says I’m suddenly so bold?
Save me!
And who’s free?
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