Ripe - Xenophobe in Hiding lyrics

Burn labelled prince, born of denial Suffer petty sins, wrought on survival You make it pretty and make it small You make it living and make it wrong Make it, a hiding place a place made of stone Make it, a beautiful song unsung Why am I a person gone wrong? Why am I, a song unsung? Satan and God, running around Funny how people listen to the "sound" Funny stupid liars gone on a high Why - why, do you make my life pain? Make it, a hiding place a place made of stone Make it, a beautiful song unsung Why am I a person gone wrong? Why am I, a song unsung? So wrong on a tombstone And wrong it on a lie Feel a fake a gone wrong Laugh an awful cry!