Open your eyes, read between the lines Their book is fiction and it lacks a spine They'll catch your ear, they'll build you up inside With recycles one liners, don't compromise I can clearly see what's on the screen A distorted image of the industry But the heart on your sleeve is so hard to believe Reputation means everything when music means nothing Things will change when you're back at home, All alone build yourself up so you can be different Just like everyone else but oh well, We're pointing the finger if your couldn't tell Our hearts are not on our sleeves they're where they should be Live for yourself, nobody else and fuck what they sell.
