Everything's Glitter

The Armed

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    There's drama on my tortured brow
    Am I a caricature?
    There's just a little between God and clown
    I wanna be an idol that you adore

    And when I slink through your town — I am sure
    You put a gun to my gown — I am sure
    You think I'm selling you short?
    This ain't the same fucking thing you've been sold before

    I'm drama in these khaki towns
    I think they feel the allure
    Every single breath — a work of art
    My mere existence is a part of the show

    And when I slink through your town — I am sure
    That's why I'm wearing a crown
    So you always see I am sure
    This ain't the same fucking thing you've been sold before

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    Time lost on the plot, on the statement
    Still now I feel lost, I just fake it
    I cannot break 'cause I'm the heartbreaker
    No, I will stand tall — the odds in my favor

    You called all the shots and I let you
    All that time, it was lost, I can't take it
    I cannot break 'cause I'm the heartbreaker
    No, I will stand tall — the odds in my favor

    There's drama on my tortured brow
    Am I a caricature?
    There's just a little between God and clown
    I'm gonna be the idol that you adore

    Same old lives
    Yeah, you got the same old lives
    You tell the same old lies
    It's the same old

    Same old lives
    Yeah, you got the same old lives
    You tell the same old lies
    It's the same old
    Oh, shit

    Yeah, you can run but you never hide

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