Sink In - Fed Up

I heard you're talking round and round,
polluting with your mouth
and that's ok.
Absurd, they hang on every word.
Another for the birds and that's ok.
Does it hurt when you're feeling fake?
Copy every move that they make
like it's gonna make you a better man.
Cross your fingers and hold them straight.
Try and act like you can relate
while you're shaking everybody's hand.
I don't wanna be,
give it up, give it up now.
Fed up,
don't wanna be afraid.
So sick of playing all these hateful games.
Give it up, give it up now.
Set up, don't wanna be the same.
You're always looking for someone to blame. Give it up, give it up.
I don't wanna be fed, fed, fed up.
Fed, fed, fed up. Fed, fed, fed up.
Is it everything that you want?
Play the victim with bleeding heart
just to win over another fan.
You insulate every thought
with the people who pump you up
in a bubble that you call a fan.
Fed up, don't wanna be afraid.
(Don't wanna be afraid)
So sick of playing all these hateful games. (Hateful games, yeah)
Set up, don't wanna be the same.
You're always looking for someone to blame (Someone to blame).
Fed up, don't wanna be afraid.
So sick of playing all these hateful games.
Give it up, give it up now.
Set up, don't wanna be the same.
You're always looking for someone to blame. Give it up, give it up.
I don't wanna be fed, fed, fed up.
Fed, fed, fed up.
Fed, fed, fed up.
I don't wanna be
fed, fed, fed up.
Fed, fed, fed up.
Fed, fed, fed up.

Written by:
Cobrette Bardole, Josh Lamczyk, Tighe Eshleman

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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