Open your eyes and read between the lines
Their book is fiction and lacks a spine
They'll catch your ears
They'll build you up inside
Recycled 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 and home and you're all alone
You build yourself up so you can be different just like everyone else
Oh well, we're pointing the finger if you couldn't tell
Our hearts are not on your sleeves
They're where they should be
Live for yourself and
Nobody else and
Fuck what they sell