Strange how things can change.
How your consciousness can fade.
Reason can't compete with the drug that shares your name.
And there you are on cue when the light falls.
Waving at strangers, wearing your name out.
You are not yourself here, you are someone else dear.
All the world applauds to the popular tricks you choose.
But who are they to stop when your hand clapping too?
And you believe that it's an achievement.
Scratching them where they have no feeling.
You are not yourself here, you are someone else dear.
You're not as pure as you were, vanity hangs you by threads.
And right now I wish some things were undone.
Fixes, natural, eyes in the spun.
This is not the time to give up yourself to anyone.
You are not yourself here, you are someone else dear.
If you saw yourself dear, you would be amazed dear.