Lyrics Everything's the Same - Bass Drum Of Death

Look at my face see my pride
Out of touch for a while
In my place i′m on trial
Spent to long in denial
Now I don't get it (Now)
Now I can′t get it (Now)
No, I don't get it (Now)
No, I can't get it (Now)
If the taste makes you ill
Don′t mind me or my pills
Somehow I′m running straight
Now I don't get it (Now)
Now I can′t get it (Now)
No, I don't get it (Now)
No, I can′t get it (Now)
What are we to say?
What are we to say?
What are we to say?
Everythings the same