billy talent kerrang

What wewe see is what wewe get (don't wewe know)
Fishing for the answer with a line and sinker
Look at me and don't forget (don't wewe know)
Hard to get a grip with all these broken fingers
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Today I don't feel pretty
And i'm tired of trying to fit right in
Don't think that you're so great
Cause being great must suck

We don't always see the bright side
We all need ego suicide
You hung my id today
But I have licked my wounds and carried on

Everybody needs some sympathy
Santa seemed to miss my chimney
Reality is truly scaring me
So stand up straight and firmly say

What wewe see is what wewe get (don't wewe know)
Fishing...

Time... rolling along with the waves,
A thousand miles away
Holding wewe close in the rain,
Seems just like yesterday

Lost... hope in a faraway place
And in my hand remains,
A black and white print of a face,
I'll never see again

I gave my life to save her
The ocean turned to red
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
Cut down like lambs at slaughter,
Good men were left for dead
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all

Love... served until death do us part,
I'm drifting in the dark
Wounded and wishing to fall,
Into your faithful arms

I gave my life to save her
The ocean turned to red...

Oh my girl
You're so hot, when wewe walk wewe melt snow
And now that disco has finally grown old
Let's buy back our souls
So let's see
Ya we've got 5 bucks between wewe and me
My mental dishes are finally clean
So cleared are we

Cut the Curtains the actors have gone home
Cut the Curtains the actors have gone home
The intermission's a mission on its own
The intermission's a mission on its own

Now here seems our wax wings have melted away
And we've only been here for one day
My faith fades away
So don't be a grey wingu when there's none in the sky
We found there's no hidden treasure to find
At least we tried

Cut...

Vanities are only charity
And she makes donations at the Tiffany's,
Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by
She sold her dreams for security
To a man that now she hardly ever sees
With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mind

So throw all your luxuries aside
You can't take them with wewe when wewe die
Still when I look into your
Eyes are full of dollar signs
Oh, reach, into a pocketful of dreams
Oh, now, before they fall out of the seams
Oh, take a chance, don't matter if wewe fail
you're too scared to try cause wewe might break a nail, oh

If wewe ubunifu a plastic happiness,
Then climb...