Lyrics

I hide behind these gifts and through the sand I sift
digging in my mind for something pure to find
something that is me, a thing to set me free
from the periphery of this identity
it?s really kind of sad you need to be the fad
to validate this soul you need to play the role
if it were okay to be human, we wouldn?t need to be imprisoned
by the constant quest for love - the need to rise above

the hate, the hurt, the love, the pain
fattening desserts, the silly games
that trap us, trip us, make us lie
that terrifies me

every day the same old thing, like salt in wound I feel the sting
of wars between two of a kind - the innate good is hard to find
we kill ourselves with nutri-sweet, toxic waste beneath our feet
micro-waves pass through our brains
from kids on cell phones selling cocaine
who are we to blame for the acid rain
the poison in the air, but no one really cares
in a world of lunacy that keeps us all in therapy
got to hide beneath the rug
to get away?

the hate, the hurt, the love, the pain
fattening desserts, the silly games
that trap us, trip us, make us lie, that terrifies me

doctor bills, attorneys? fees
prescription sets your mind at ease
plastic surgeons on the rise
suck the fat right from your thighs
we?re so deluded by veneers
it?s time we realize why we?re here