It all changes so quickly
You dress away insecurity
And your friends prevent you
From forming identity

What is everyone else doing?
What kind of identity crisis is the most common?

Where the hell are you today?
And who really cares?

7. The Certain Nothing

You can't link me to your life
Can't link me to your goddamn lie
Your made up character
The only person you are fooling is yourself

You fashion posers put me down
We don't have anything in common
Everything you do, everything you say
Means nothing to me

Fans are your merely subjects
And you're the ruling class
Living by a status quo
Which few will disobey

You can't link me to your life
Can't link me to your goddamn lie

Your made up character

Speaking of your so called markets
Trust me one day you will find yourself
Surrounded by dead cities