I want out of this fucking fashion show Yeah
I'm through with your fucking fashion show
Too many voices made me mute
Too many lights made me close my eyes
There's nothing moving wherever I look
Who are you to say anything the thief said to the crook
I'm not impressed anymore you won't fool me
I was one to talk but now I finally see
You don't have the right to do what you do to say what you say
Your self-importance cheapens what means so much to me
And of course it's all up to you
And of course it's good to vent what you've been through
But it's obvious it's all skin deep to you
If you don't live it then how can it be true
There's so much more around you and me
I won't condone since there's still all that to see
Go your way I'll go mine and try to find something more
But I won't stand for this and I won't stand for you anymore
Take a look around all you think of is yourself
You're an after-school special with a pulse
Sell your pain cheapen the wound
I guess that's how you deal with it
Profit on people's emotions to
With your tabloid bullshit
in the meantime I'm through swallowing my pride
Trying to make everyone cry for dollar signs
I got better things to think about then your moneymaking lie
Try to be a better person while I still have time
When will we start using our minds
Cut through the bullshit leave it behind
Use words to inspire
We should at least try
To change the world and not just stand in line
