Текст песни «Protest The Hero - Underbite»

So how you fuckin feeling tonight?
Were (insert name here) from unimportant,
and Im about to mimic some image of a rock and roll singer I have under lock and key.
Without the faintest hint of irony
that Im flashing my pearly whites to sustain my mediocrity.
So is everyone having a good time tonight?
Good, Im glad (I couldnt actually care less).
You guys are the best crowd that weve ever seen,
seen with these old dead eyes.
Blind to the stage or even my own lies.

So hey ho, lets go. Lets start this contemptible rock show.
Blinding lights to hide the hand up our ass in this puppet-sock show.
Two sewn on eyes, repurposed and made new,
torn from an aging suit for a sense of dj vu.
Thumb underbite. I bite my fucking thumb,
and hope you catch a thread, and slowly come undone.

An illusion seldom spoken. An understanding between you and I
that the ground that you stand on is somehow less than mine.
An allusion to a broken home,
left on the street and chilled to the bone.
So hey, we still feeling good?
Now you comprehend our complex relationship - consumer/consumed.
Youre just some stupid kid and Im a megalomaniac.

Shedding defenses for an honest creation.
Placing yourself in the stocks on the strap.
Youre disgracing your effort by conforming to textbook
performance of music to fill in the gaps,
and its bullshit.
Its bullshit. Be honest, this cant be what you wanted,
if what you write about means anything to you.
Rather than pure vanity, people might connect with sincerity.
Dont just pray the next generation learns from our mistakes.
Lets not repackage the same old performance.
Original content is so much more rewarding.
Lets not repackage the same old performance.
Original content is so much more rewarding.
I know that it might be quite clich,
but if all the world is in fact a stage,
then this stage - this here goddamn stage -
might just be all the world.