The Fever
Foreign Figures
Come on and let the truth be told
Don't need another song that holds back
All our lives where we hide
We only let a fraction show
Afraid to let somebody in
Cause what if they don't like our sins
In our eyes
Behind disguise
We're really insecure
Within
Now you see
You're not very different from me
Yeah
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever
Oh, why
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There’s gold on our faces
But under the surface
Oh, why
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Real love don’t come easy
If we’re honest with ourselves
No deceiving
Be real
It’s so hard it’s like torture
When perfect’s the culture
Yeah
Let’s stray
Start a revolution
We’ll change
Treat each other like humans
No race, color, sect, or crown can divide us now
Don’t you see?
You’re not very different from me
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever
Oh, why
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There’s gold on our faces
But under the surface
Oh, why
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Just a believer
Caught in the fever
Just a believer
Sick with the fever
Can't stop and won't stop
Feeding the fever
Oh, why
Oh, why do I feel half alive?
There’s gold on our faces
But under the surface
Oh, why
Oh, why do we feel half alive?
Down with the fever
I’m down with it
Down with the fever
I’m
Whoa
Down with the fever
I’m down with it
Down with the fever
I’m down with it
