Hypocrite
S.T.O.R.M. Lyrics

Come and don't run
It's a place full of hypocrites but they come to have fun
Take a look, notice the flaws, notice that there are none
Similar flaws, those imperfections stand out on you
But it's okay 'cause they look better on you
They thought you knew they were fake, it's an obvious scam
It's all coherently I think, really efficient when I blink
But tend to sleep with my eyes open so I catch them when they come up, sneak up on me and they peak
I'm at my peak, I met my peak a week ago I think
I ain't perfect, in order to get there I need critique Preferably not from the idiots doing the same things as me, all these unbearable things, you see
We, all have dreams and goals that no one really knows about
Things we never spoke about
Goals we never joked about
But in the meantime, while we wait let's have a little joke around
Let's make fun of our passions, now let's go around
"Now look at him, he has a dream, a goal he wants to go fulfil
Let's begin our little mean practice 'cause our aim is to kill
Let's grab his legs, drag him back, rip out his lungs, all for the thrill
I'm still convinced killing is better, so we will"
Let's build the tension, suspension of sorts
I'm forced to accept suggestions of course
That's fair, can't lie you own me right, If only right, you'd be rich by nightfall
I might fall off, but might go off instead
Buy me a mansion, put them haters to bed
I'm done, with all these worthless hypocrites, they talking down on little kids with dreams
Shut your mouth, let go of mine
Let me breathe, let me speak
Let me be, let me peak
At my best, I'm in sync
I won't rest, I won't sink
And I promise to be the best that I can be
In a hypocrites mind, wondering what I am
They talk about me, I talk about them
Maybe I'm the same, what more can you say, accusations of sorts, I'm possibly de