Tekster: Lostprophets. The Fake Sound Of Progress. The Handsome Life Of Swing.

Point the blame, push the blame, whos to blame today
Point your finger, lose your mind, all you do is play
Look out, get down, for now, your masquerade wont do
But in time my friend we all will see right through

And in time, wont be here to stay
King for a day, thats all i'll say

Point the blame, push the blame, whos to blame today
Point your finger, lose your mind, all you do is play
Look out, get down, for now, your masquerade wont do
But in time my friend we all will see right right

Yes, in time, wont be here to stay
King for a day, thats all i'll say

But here, for die, got who, they die