Lyrics
Well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, now won t anybody tell me what is real, rolling along on your entitlement wheel
I saw the world through jesus coloured glasses, now won t anybody tell me what is real
Your head don t know what either one is doing, rolling along on your entitlement wheel
and i ve been watching how you cheat and steal
Well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, now won t anybody tell me what is real, i saw the world through jesus coloured glasses
Your left hand got your finger on the button, even through your own shit
and you turn nothing into such a big deal
Your right hand forgot how to feel, now won t anybody tell me what is real, now you ve started something you can t stop
I ll still be on top, your left hand got your finger on the button, now won t anybody tell me what is real
do you hear a thing
Rolling along on your entitlement wheel, at least i got to know what the is real, at least i got to know what the is real
you can t make me drop
Well i be gettin all the signals and the signs, well you can keep all your dirty little secrets
Do you hear a thing, of all the scapegoats that you forced to kneel, up on my own feet
Do you hear a thing, even through your own shit
You can t make me drop, and you turn nothing into such a big deal, now won t anybody tell me what is real
Your right hand forgot how to feel, who will remember you for self importance
Try to pull me down, at least i got to know what the is real
Well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, do you hear a thing
Even through your own shit, well you can keep all your dirty little secrets
Now you ve started something you can t stop, rolling along on your entitlement wheel Real, you can t make me drop
there s a fine line and you think you can cross it
Even through your own shit, do you hear a thing
Now you ve started something you can t stop, do you hear a thing, well i be gettin all the signals and the signs
Well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, i ll still be on top Bumblefoot, you can t make me drop
Even through your own shit, up on my own feet
At least i got to know what the is real, your right hand forgot how to feel
You can t make me drop, rolling along on your entitlement wheel Real, at least i got to know what the is real
And you turn nothing into such a big deal, up on my own feet Real, you can t make me drop
Even through your own shit, well you can keep all your dirty little secrets, rolling along on your entitlement wheel
Now won t anybody tell me what is real, now won t anybody tell me what is real
At least i got to know what the is real, and then you try to spin my name into a lie Bumblefoot, your right hand forgot how to feel
Now you ve started something you can t stop, now won t anybody tell me what is real Real, are you listening
Even through your own shit, your left hand got your finger on the button, now won t anybody tell me what is real
And then you try to spin my name into a lie, now won t anybody tell me what is real, well you can keep all your dirty little secrets
your head don t know what either one is doing
And you turn nothing into such a big deal, are you listening Bumblefoot, at least i got to know what the is real