"Pretenders" lyrics
(feat. Ben Duerr)
[Tom Barber:]
Go
Such great pretenders
You speak like you have facts
Speaking to save yourself
Shrouded in a coward's mask
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
I'm so bored of this existence wrong, no matter what you do
Judge jury executioner exactly which are you
Liberate the people, liberate our minds
How will you do that when you all fall right into line?
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
[Ben Duerr:]
The feeling comes and goes but it never ends
No matter how far back it goes into your mind, a growing derelict
The fire and rage burns and builds inside of you
Proclaiming all that's sacred, deceased is a part of you
No longer a friend, but a fucking target
A loss of senses with a thirst for bloodshed
Striking down through a feeble exterior
The facade would've only held up for so long
The pariah persists in jilt existence as a complete waste of life and space and time
Go live your life on life rewind
Feast on the shit, the same shit that which you have fed the world, oh
My purpose you should fear
The respect perished away
Due penance looms in the back of your mind
Scared of your own shadow
The conscience begins to overwhelm
Retrospect blanking out your every thought
The judgment that you will face looms
And shall haunt you until you're in the grave
[Tom Barber:]
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
Go
Such great pretenders
You speak like you have facts
Speaking to save yourself
Shrouded in a coward's mask
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
I'm so bored of this existence wrong, no matter what you do
Judge jury executioner exactly which are you
Liberate the people, liberate our minds
How will you do that when you all fall right into line?
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
[Ben Duerr:]
The feeling comes and goes but it never ends
No matter how far back it goes into your mind, a growing derelict
The fire and rage burns and builds inside of you
Proclaiming all that's sacred, deceased is a part of you
No longer a friend, but a fucking target
A loss of senses with a thirst for bloodshed
Striking down through a feeble exterior
The facade would've only held up for so long
The pariah persists in jilt existence as a complete waste of life and space and time
Go live your life on life rewind
Feast on the shit, the same shit that which you have fed the world, oh
My purpose you should fear
The respect perished away
Due penance looms in the back of your mind
Scared of your own shadow
The conscience begins to overwhelm
Retrospect blanking out your every thought
The judgment that you will face looms
And shall haunt you until you're in the grave
[Tom Barber:]
Loyalty means nothing when there's something left to prove
I'm not saying be a snake, so let's not twist the fucking news
There's something I must say, I hope you're not too goddamn confused
I'm not crawling through my life, living with my neck under your shoe
Such great pretenders
You're all fake, just pretenders
Writer(s): Joshua Miller, Thomas Barber
