Lyrics
You pretend you pretend,
You pretend you pretend,
There’s nothing left to defend,
Came in looking like a friend,
But I feel the pressure on my chest,
Don’t leave me hanging on,
We don’t get along, get along,
Get along, get along
Throw me to the fire, I am a walking liar,
I have a hunger for more praise than I inspire,
I have been moving subtle, with devils over my shoulder
Blood from foreign lands demand my hearts colder,
Full of regrets, like I require some hand outs,
I’ve been undercover when people claiming they’re standouts,
Blank faces, broken down on these stages,
Lies are televised, or hidden under these pages,
Faded to blackness, now in confined space,
Dine with some fuckin’ sinners, encourage divine taste,
Flipping the same coin, how far does a pound stretch?
Enough to buy this bottle and follow these 12 steps I guess,
All of it basic, met with a blank stare,
They tell me aim for the thrown, all I see is a big chair,
But while they running so wild and lawless, nobody take pause
I’m steady coming for something other, than greed or applause,
You pretend you pretend,
You pretend you pretend,
There’s nothing left to defend,
Came in looking like a friend,
But I feel the pressure on my chest,
Don’t leave me hanging on,
We don’t get along, get along,
Get along, get along
Individual, trust I’m talking literal,
I have been searching for higher ground, like I am spiritual,
Under some iron skies there’s ladders I can’t climb,
They gave me this spotlight, but there’s paths I can’t find,
Trust I leave with nothing but shame, bury me faithless,
Standing on the edge of the cliff, feeling so weightless,
Struggle with my mind, past, present and currently,
Suddenly, I don’t think tomorrow will worry me,
Playing with loaded dice, you know that the fights fixed,
Nobody likes a grass, so fuck it I’m tight lipped,
Dividing the same piece, got me trapped in the same place,
Talking sweet about my merits, still leave me the same taste,
Nothing but a shell, can be nothing but myself,
If we talking mental health - pill popping from the shelf,
Shadows in the dark, got me out here running blind,
Everything I need is the only thing that I can’t find,
You pretend you pretend,
You pretend you pretend,
There’s nothing left to defend,
Came in looking like a friend,
But I feel the pressure on my chest,
Don’t leave me hanging on,
We don’t get along, get along,
Get along, get along
So when you’re feeling so fucked up,and out of your mind we keep breathing,
Got it in the bag, like one in the hand thieving,
Running in the wild, whatever we uncover,
Love over some lust and trust in my brother,
Trouble and conflict is often,
Clash in the city of sin with no caution,
Cold shoulder, back working the surface,
With a purpose, with a purpose
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