Text: Army Of Freshmen. Mannequin.

this don't seem like you at all
to watch you laugh while others fall
and me I know that people change
but this seems way too strange
no matter what the mustache says
well I will never hate like them
my neighbors faces and masters races
I'm afraid to be your friend

mannequin, tell me what it is
mannequin, tell me what it is
mannequin

I'm sorry that you have to ask
I thought you were my better half
to think you think I'd sink that low
at least I'll save my soul

mannequin, tell me what it is
mannequin, tell me what it is
mannequin

they say that God forgives all
but I wonder when your new friends call

if the phone will ring four million times
before they see it's the wrong line

mannequin, tell me what it is that I can't give to you
let um in, I'll be gone cause I can't bare to stand
with you
mannequin, tell me what it is that I can't give to you
let um in, I'll be gone cause I can't bare to stand
with you
mannequin, tell me what it is that I can't give to you
let um in, I'll be gone cause I can't bare to stand
with you

when the mannequins came and you still stayed the
same, now I what they old man meant
when he said they would come, render happiness done
and you'll be sad and alone with the rent