Lyrics

Turn away don?t inundate
Me with your trendy outlook
Spare me all the nonsense of
Your TV fashion textbook... So

Don?t tell me anything
I?ll tell you

Overbearing egotism fuels
Your concentration
All this talk has forced me to
Denounce your observation... So

Sick of the times so many lines, Rise
It?s a manufactured life
Sick of the times so many lines, Wise
Better your cause better your cause