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I feel that reeling backlash from letting my guard down and my wits succumb. Slight sting, such a small price I'm wearing wide grins with closer acquaintances tonight But I have got this front that sets me off Flaunting all our meanless flaws I relate to you all, you all Flaunting all our meanless flaws I feel as though we're not lost at all Well there's smoke and fog, there trend is set But I don't quite feel like moving on yet We're fakers, fronting faces Shameless liars for sheer entertainment And we'll swear we're making a heartfelt statement But my front is wear off No more reluctance or skeptic talk Too aged to cry, just chuckle and scoff So forgettable I'd rather just let it all give out We can mean what we say And shout when aroused Aus Songtexte Mania