Another day of pretending, blending in
Going around town in your chameleon skin
The people you see think they're your friend
What they don't know won't hurt them
Hiding behind your charming smile
Is a con that's set to spoon at the bar
You go out of town only with friends you need
You don't really like them but on them you feed
You drink their wine and suck their blood
And when you're through you leave them in the mud
Walking all over the place
Greeting people with a corporate face
There's a type of a party for people like you
Once you get there I'm sure you'll know what to do
There's plastic food and plastic drinks
And plastic girls galore
And there's lots of room on the dancing floor
There's a type of a party for people like you
Once you get there I'm sure you'll know what to do
There's plastic food and plastic drinks
And plastic girls galore
And there's lots of room on the dancing floor
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