Face Down

Shut my mouth real tight

There's no room to bite on the herd

When the herd squirms

All the world's pretend

The dim will defend

As I sink to the belly of the weak again

Drug that living crowd

When you want them

Throw my name around

The dumb won't make a sound

When you want them

Ugly dies face down

Don't make a sound

You don't make a sound

Don't make a sound

They will crawl behind

To your little waste of time

When you spin spite, I lose my mind

All the world's pretend

One dime to go and then

I sink to the belly of the weak again

Drug that living crowd

When you want them

Throw my name around

The dumb won't make a sound

When you want them

Ugly dies face down

Don't make a sound

You don't make a sound

And die face down

You say it's vile

You say it's vile

You say it's vile

And you're right