In my dreams my pockets are bottomless pits,
So there's no limit to what I can buy,
And I'm racked with tears by the thought of it,
Of all the clothes that could be mine
Though my spirit's burdened, it's such a shame
That it costs so much for such needed things,
Oh, from the depths of my soul,
To the pit of my shriveled brain
Joseph wore a colorful robe, Solomon was clothed in splendor
Narcissus had a love so pure, and Job was once a big spender
Like history and mythos before me, I'm draped in the love of self
But vanity only runs skin deep and the tongue licks the fires of hell
I need to know that when I see myself I'm still in love with me,
And if one outfit could make this the end,
Then I'd buy it again and again and again
Complacency has set me free from ever being anything:
Forever me, forever true, and when it fades I just buy something new
I find freedom in the things that simplify my direction,
May not benefit my heart or mind, but it benefits my reflection,
And what lies beneath is just out of reach,
For it's shrouded in blankets of ice,
But there's always magazines and television,
And the pictures inside are so nice.
I need to know that when I see myself I'm still in love with me,
And if one outfit could make this the end,
Then I'd buy it again and again and again
Complacency has set me free from ever being anything:
Forever me, forever true, and when it fades I just buy something new
I need to know that when I see myself I'm still in love with me,
And if one outfit could make this the end,
Then I'd buy it again and again and again
Complacency has set me free from ever being anything:
Forever me, forever true, and when it fades I just buy something new