Paroles: Faderhead. FH2. Losing For Real.

Why are you using my name, son?

Why are you trying to walk inside my shoes?

Why are you part of the shame, son?

Why can't you find what you own?

And be alive for once?



You fucked up caterpillar

Screaming my name

You're like a steroid crazed bodybuilder

Thin-skinned and vain

You got that little local DJ-feel

Waiting for a record deal

And you are losing for real



Why are you wearing your mask, girl?

Why are you trying to tell me what you are?

Why are you dancing today, girl?

Why can't you see that youire dead?

But shooting for the stars?



You fucked up caterpillar

Screaming my name

You're like a steroid crazed bodybuilder

Thin-skinned and vain

Youire just a done deal, mass-appeal

Rounder than a spinning wheel

And you are losing for real



Youire just a snack meal, little fill

Pounding till I got you killed

And you are losing for real