I put on my happy shoes for youI wore my nice face just to hide the shameYou know exclamation points were usedWhere a period would doAnd all you wants another dumb, easy fixRemember my, the words we lost in spiritual healingMy numbered lives all traumatized, lobotomizedI'm lost in my American liesI know myself as a blur whirling in your paradeDressed in feathers and crystals to hide the shameI guess as much as it hurts, I need to courage to sayI'm stopping here todayCuz all you wants anothеr dumb, easy fibAnd all along, I'm going on and spiritual healingMy numberеd lives all traumatized, lobotomizedI'm lost in my American liesHere comes the truth, this world won't doCalled out to play, screaming and shouting 'it's never too late'And all you wants another dumb, easy fibRemember my, the words we lost in spiritual healingMy numbered lives all traumatized, lobotomizedI'm lost in my American lie
