You get what you see

I saw a rich fuck giving charity

saw an evil empror wearing my clothes

the fall from the best

but they might suit you better than the rest

just looking in the mirror

will make you a brave man

I know my place

hate my face

I know how begin and how I'll end

strung out again

you were pullin in aroused???

flying over a city of canals

you were voting with your party

and on floating face down

you get what you see

some things they just changing misrebaly

I don't know where I'm going

I don't really want to know

I know my place

Hate my face

I know how I begin and how I'll end

strung out again

standing, smiling, on some fantasy island

waiting for the moon to pull again, but the tides coming in

and I'm strung out again

strung out again