We lacking substance
Are we lacking vision
Must dig deep inside
Find that inner wisdom
This world view skewed
Faith power love money
Fabricated stories
It’s all said with conviction
An alarming misdirection
Alarming misdirection
Don’t wanna be
Don’t want to be
Part of the
You’re spinning tales
Of a wonder life
You tell me I’ll be famous
On my arm a trophy wife
But how I see myself
How you see me
The picture always
Different
Then the one
In the mirror I see
Don’t wanna be
Don’t want to be in your
Don’t want to be
Don’t want to be part of this
