Orgy - Faces
(written by: Orgy)
From the album "Zoolander Soundtrack"
Did you think that I'd play these games with you?
Did you think I couldn't help it?
I'm strong enough
I'm good enough
Step down step down, you're the big mistake
I'm losing all control and this is my face
From here on out you can always count on me
count on me to be your enemy, count on me
These are the faces
(faces of time)
That's what you're living through
This is all about you
You're slipping in and out of time, who are you to decide
which one of us winds up broken for a lifetime?
And still you'll never be satisfied until one of us falls apart
I've had enough of this
And these are the faces
You've lost your golden reigns, you've failed to read the signs
you'll find out there's no answers to your stupid a** questions
you can try and tell yourself that everything's all right
When someone is taking all your fame
Thats what youre living through these are the faces
And I think that they're all coming after you!
When you're slipping in and out of time, who are you to decide
which one of us winds up broken for a lifetime?
And no you'll never be satisfied until one of us falls apart
I've had enough, enough of this
And these are the faces
And nothing can go away (the way you do)
And nothing can go away, the way you do
And nothing can go away
Two faced and pretentious!
That's what you're living through
These are the faces
When you're slipping in and out of time, who are you to decide
which one of us winds up broken for a lifetime?
And still you'll never be satisfied until one of us falls apart
I've had enough of this
And these are the faces
When you're slipping in and out of time, who are you to decide
which one of us winds up broken for a lifetime?
And no you'll never be satisfied until one of us falls apart
I've had enough, enough of this
And these are the faces
And these are the faces
And these are the faces
You're on a roll!!!!!!!!!
I'm as mild mannered as I can be,
And I've never done them harm that I can see.
Still on me they put a ban, and they throw me in the can,
They go wild, simply wild, over me.
They accuse me of rascality,
But I can't see why they always pick on me;
I'm as gentle as a lamb, but they take me for a ram.
They go wild, simply wild, over me.
Oh, the "bull," he went wild over me.
And he held his gun where everyone could see;
He was breathing rather hard, when he saw my union card,
He went wild, simply wild, over me.
Then the judge, he went wild over me.
And I plainly saw we never could agree;
So I let the man obey what his conscience had to say,
He went wild, simply wild, over me.
Oh, the jailer, he went wild over me,
And he locked me up and threw away the key;
It seems to be the rage, so they keep me in a cage,
They go wild, simply wild, over me.
They go wild, simply wild, over me,
I'm referring to the bedbug and the flea;
They disturb my slumber deep and I murmur in my sleep,
They go wild, simply wild, over me.
Will the roses grow wild over me
When I'm gone into the land that is to be?
When my soul and body part, in the stillness of my heart,
Will the roses grow wild over me?