Dis-graceful. Two-faced. Losing your grace...
No trust. Lost angst. Losing the race...

Kill me in your dreams.
Friendship's not what it seems.
You seem so different around me.
You're not what you used to be.

Dis-graceful. Two-faced. Losing your grace...
No trust. Lost angst. Losing the race...

Things turned out.. not the way you dreamed.
So now we aren't.. just what we seemed.
We're that taste in your mouth you can't discard..
We're that stench all over that you can't discard..
We're everything you despise.
We're the beginning and the end.
We're your secrets and your lies.
We're everything you try to pretend.