Can you see their strings
Pulling them up and pushing me down
My catharsis goes unnoticed
But still I let it out
Cause music is all there is for me
Glitter and lights are a perversion
Money and MTV are prostitution
Fuck the idols, fuck the icons
That I will never need
Cause it's all in me
And no amount can take it
Drop your acts, your facades
Peel off your skins and
Put on an emotion, a feeling
Something real, or shut up
fuck you, you don't know me
you don't know yourself
i'll turn my back
so i won't have to look
at the emptiness
turn off your tv
turn off your radio
create something real
or shut up... shut up