You want to be loved,
But you lookin down your nose,
At your friends.
We'd ask for your praise,
But you don’t have any to give,
Steer all you want,
But you can’t steer any of us,
We’re not actors in your movie,
It's not your biography show.
How come everyone’s casual?
We don’t even need to know each other.
Everyone’s casual.
You say… you’re a scapegoat!
Scapegoat!
You’re a scapegoat!
No… turncoat!
It’s black or it’s white,
If it’s grey in your mind, it’s a mess.
You convinced that your right,
But you’re not quite right in the head,
Steer all you want,
But you won’t steer any of us,
We’re not actors in your movie,
It'us not your biography show.
How come everyone’s casual?
We don’t even need to know each other.
Everyone’s casual.
You say… you’re a scapegoat!
Scapegoat!
You’re a scapegoat!
No… turncoat!
But you lookin down your nose,
At your friends.
We'd ask for your praise,
But you don’t have any to give,
Steer all you want,
But you can’t steer any of us,
We’re not actors in your movie,
It's not your biography show.
We don’t even need to know each other.
Everyone’s casual.
Scapegoat!
You’re a scapegoat!
No… turncoat!
If it’s grey in your mind, it’s a mess.
You convinced that your right,
But you’re not quite right in the head,
Steer all you want,
But you won’t steer any of us,
We’re not actors in your movie,
It'us not your biography show.
We don’t even need to know each other.
Everyone’s casual.
Scapegoat!
You’re a scapegoat!
No… turncoat!
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