Accused and guilty
Of things that I do not know
No matter how I try, I still wonder why
You taunt and you tease me so
You stand upon the guilty ground
For which I've been accused
For nothin' more than your satisfaction
Your final retribute
From rags to riches
We all bleed as one
We're all the same, you lose nothing to shame
For treating me like your own
Living in your narcesistic world of lies
Blinded to the truth by your own disguise
I think it's time you realize
You have no right to criticize
So listen to me, Mr. high society
Cause you think you're so tough
Try livin each day
With a new debt to pay
And see how you get fucked
You say that I no longer care
Well I think it's time you take a look at yourself
Your blackened soul slowly decays
If you can't hear the words I say
Why don't ya read my lips....
