What's your passion?
I think I see,
You just can't bear to let things be,
What's your weakness?
I think I know?
You just can't bear to let things go?
Finger in every pie,
Can't let a chance pass you by.
Green with envy,
Your greedy eyes,
Have picked the flesh from all our lives,
You want others,
To act the same,
To flatter you with their jealousy.
Life is a race to be won,
You've got to beat everyone,
You've got to be number one.
Popular and beautiful,
Adored by men and women too,
Perfect in every way,
At least that's what you say,
You've lived and loved and suffered too,
No-one's a patch on you,
A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain.
But, the truth now,
Are you happy wih your lies?
You know, nothing's perfect,
Aren't you lonely with your lies.
Finger in every pie,
Can't let a chance pass you by,
Make up your life with the lies.
But don't you think that what we see,
Belies the things you claim to be,
A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain.
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