(In your place) You give your soulnFeel no disgracenSeems like they spit right in your facenDay after daynIt's nothing newnParanoia (Ha Ha)nWhat can you donIt seems so mundanennYou tried your bestnGot nothing leftnWhere do you go from here?nIt seems no one caresnYeah that's how it appearsnnYou Tried so hard to shine,nBut it just seems like every timenYou get a shot, you just get pushednBack in your place...nGo.....nnAnd in the end what do you get?nThe hollow stares are so pricelessnA room so eager just to exitnFive minutes are gonenSacrifice, devotion killednBands hypnotized by dollar billsnAnd kids love what's deemed hipnTo the publicnnSo when you try your bestnYou think you got nothing leftnDon't let them push younShove them backnn[Chorus]nnPut a end to this charadenA rated G horror paradenMake up and skulls are such a screamnThis fad can't last another weeknnAnd when you try your bestnYou think you got nothing leftnDon't let them push younShove them backnn[Chorus]nnBack in your placenThe end results the samenAnd its so clear to menFrom the blank staresnThat you don't care at all