Trick

So you’re leaving me out of your reindeer games 'cause don’t have quite enough
fame
Lame your excuse, here take the noose, no use, no spine
Your trickin' everytime tipping around those thoughts that are really on your
mind
But we got that cookie cutter going on
Green machine stealing your dreams, selling yourself short to grab the quick
cream
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
No
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again!
Let me see
Conspiracy you step to me then challenge I manage to separate the facts from
emotion
I get the notion you got a dose of the potion
In the backseat of the pimpmobile u adapted your style for mass appeal
Sign your name and let’s close the deal
Like Ned Flanders' running hell, excuse me while I curse the fools you failed!
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
No
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again!
Rebelling and yelling but really who is the machine
Not part of your scene or buying into your routine
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
No
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again
Trick!
I won’t be tricked again!