Pretend We're Dead Lyrics - L7

Aah, yeah 

Aah, yeah 

What's up with, what's going down 

In every city, in every town? 

Cramping styles is the plan 

They've got us in the palm of every hand 

When we pretend that we're dead 

When we pretend that we're dead 

They can't hear a word we've said 

When we pretend that we're dead 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Turn the tables with our unity 

They're neither moral nor majority 

Wake up and smell the coffee 

Or just say no to individuality 

When we pretend that we're dead 

When we pretend that we're dead 

They can't hear a word we've said 

When we pretend that we're dead 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

When we pretend that we're dead 

When we pretend that we're dead 

They can't hear a word we've said 

When we pretend that we're dead 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on, come on