Who are you now,
who have you ever been,
the product of the same old shit,
from the world that tries to temp me,
cause everything you ever wanted,
is everything it seems to me,
you're just another blank face,
in a crowd where it's easy to be...
Find you...
you're just a puppet for the masses,
cause everything that you do has been done...
I'm not the same...
in any way...
but just as lame...
but i'll try to see...
what society has planned out...
for you and me...
Time to...
collect yourself i know you're in there...
find you...
a chance to change and save within yourself