Faces Songtext
von Charles the Individual

Stuck up in my common sense, I′m off to write a song again
And throw it on the web to blow it up like V did Parliament
All us caught up in the politics, my inner child says
Abolish all of it and maybe love will be the consequence
I'm just a college kid who′s age is non-traditional
Tap into the Muse and then I bring it to the physical
Call myself "the Individual" but it's conditional
Cuz many came before me I am simply the residual effect
Cleanin' up the mess, show some respect
See I just give it to the crowd and hope the people connect
I think about what I don′t know
And treat this life like it′s a vision quest
Do it till the death bed, but don't forget to take a breath
I′m not a human, I'm a form transforming
Been ignored but now these people listen to me like a Forman
See I′m from another planet so these thoughts are probably foreign
To somebody who would make the claim you can't rhyme "orange"
Your lines are boring, lemme show you how the pros do it
I′m on a mission - my ambition's makin soul music
My rebel nature probably comes across as so stupid


But when they tell me that I can't I gotta′ go do it
And they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just sound the same
And they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just
Stuck up in my common sense, sometimes I feel dysfunctional
I′m feeding off this energy until I got a stomach full
Charles the Multiple, I'm chasing dreams
And I believe that I′ll succeed, in other words, I'm pretty gullible
A face will tell you more than words can articulate
Twisted up in different shapes, I′ll throw it on a dinner plate
And serve the raw emotions, mix the triumph with the misery
Bring the authenticity and feel my shadow drift away
Good and evil ain't a product of the times
It′s internal and it's fertile when you separate the mind
From the heart and now these different parts will leave a person blind
There's no lens that a doctor can prescribe to fix a third eye
I overthink and maybe that′s a problem in itself
But heaven knows that while I′m livin', I′ma give it hell
I may not have a buncha' trophies on the shelf
But I feel like I got somethin special to tell... YOU
And they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just sound the same
And they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just sound the same
Yeah they all just