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You've got a lot to lie about All the angles you've covered up We've got plenty to talk about Because some of them you just can't block Pretend you're the daughter of Elvis And you're married to the king of pop Without worldwide belief You step up to the mic and blow it off You're in over your head This time you're in over your head You're in over your head This time you're in over your head If it's any indication Of what it's really like to be you If it's any consolation I guess I wouldn't want to be you Can't say that I'm crazy About anything that you do Without concrete belief You step up to the edge and follow through You're in over your head This time you're in over your head Just when you thought It was safe, you got raped A fickle incision from the hand That fed you in the first place Ten million opinions In your skin color face Contrary to popular belief This time you caught your foot in the grave