Fake

They think they're so cool
With their Old Navy, Abercrombie,
They're spoiled little brats
Looking for attention, friends, popularity.
They cake on the makeup
Put on their show, their escapade.
They put on their masks.
Through the crowds they parade.
They think they're all kings,
With their money, looks, personality.
They're hollow and translucent
Haven't figured it out yet,
Never going to I bet.
They haven't figured out that they all look fake to me.

I sit back and watch them
Putting on their front, their show.
They look like stupid idiots
But they don't even know.
They're conforming to a world that will never conform.
And I laugh at them, their clothes I have worn.
I've tried to be like them,
But I realized they're wrong
So here's hoping they figure it out
Before very long.
They're hollow and translucent,
Haven't figured it out yet,
Never going to I bet.
They haven't figured out that they all look fake to me.

They all dye their hair
So it's gold like the sun.
They think they're the shit.
HELLO!  Blondes don't have more fun.
Wish they'd wake up some day
And see with their eyes.
If they ever did
It'd be a surprise.
I can't see things from their point of view.
I don't think I want to.
They're hollow and translucent,
Haven't figured it out yet
So I sit here and laugh
Because they haven't figured out that they all look fake to me.

They think they're so cool
With their Marlboro, Camel Wides
They're sorry looking people,
Even with masks and a hideous disguise.
They put on a smile
Tie the rope around their hands, their neck.
Are they still alive?
When's the last time you checked?
Alive to the world,
But crumbling, dying, bleeding inside.
They're hollow and translucent
Haven't figured it out yet
Never going to I bet,
They haven't figured out that they all look fake to me.