Letlive. Banshee (Ghost Fame) lyrics

"Well I have to swallow pride, but its making me sick
Well I have to swallow pride until I'm sick"

We're here to fulfill every one of your dreams,
A small, nominal fee; it only costs you your soul, yeah!

-WHEN THEY SAY, WHEN THEY SAY-
Yeah
-I WILL SAY, I WILL SAY-

They say "The older the bullshit, the more offensive the horn",
Its another trick, another matador,
-I DON'T WANNA BE THAT-
If you take that, then you can fake that,
Until you grow a new mouth to say;
"I hate the ones that you adore"

Well yeah, swallow pride, 'til you feel sick,
My stomach hates that, hates that bitter taste of the truth
Well I swallowed pride "til I felt sick,
Bulimia tastes better when you swallow the truth

If you're equating fame to religion, where your faith at, where your faith at?
Go ahead and sell yourself when in Rome
-NOW I FINALLY SEE THAT-
You can make it, nah, but you can fake it,
'though that skin is uncomfortable
I'd rather show some skin than to bear my soul

Well, I am the man, that existed the year that hell got cold
Now that I'm mature enough to feel devils touch

We're gonna fuck 'til we're numb
Until we're numb!

Well yeah, swallow pride, 'til you feel sick,
My stomach hates that, hates that bitter taste of the truth
Well I swallowed pride "til I felt sick,
Bulimia tastes better when you swallow the truth

How you like that, how do you like me now?
How you like that, how do you like me now bitch!

We drove a hearse into the crowd and took the willing,
A leap of faith with a foot on the ground to wait for you

-WHEN THEY SAY, WHEN THEY SAY-
When they say "Go-oh"
-I WILL SAY, I WILL SAY-
No-oh-oh-oh

-WHEN THEY SAY, WHEN THEY SAY-
When they say "Go-oh"
-I WILL SAY, I WILL SAY-
No!

Well yeah, swallow pride, 'til you feel sick,
My stomach hates that, hates that bitter taste of the truth
Well I swallowed pride "til I felt sick,
Bulimia tastes better when you swallow the truth