i'm sick of finding there is no one you can trust
i'm sick of hearing money making's a must
i'm tired of seeing people slander behind backs
i can't stand seeing you sneaking up my arse!
i get ill when i see what people do for cash
how little love means and everyday it means less
headline-lies to feed the hunger for hate
can anybody tell me that it's not too late?
but i see light - it shines so bright
can anybody say what is happening to me?
even art is sold for the cheapest success
to express yourself means nothing i guess?!
there's nothing else that i'll do
'cause what keeps me goin' ain't the praise from you!
mr. smart is loud calling everyone to roar
calls himself a real friend
the perfect friend i'm wishing for!
i know he just means good by trying to tell me how to play
it' just i don't give a shit 'bout anything he'll say
can anybody say what is happening to me?
this business's a lie - i don't believe in it - this business's a lie
it's hip to be stupid - so i like to be smart
and when they say it's all over - i like to give it a start
and when it's hip to be hip - i hive a hip hip shit
and when they want me to go on - i'm pretty sure that i quit
i ain't running this race - it ain't worth a tear
i won't sweat for this - to me everything is clear
if now i didn't make a point - there is no point to make
i don't want a piece of your cake!
it's all cheap and dumb - a sick after money run
i didn't mean to wake you up - but i slept too long
i won't fight with fools and that is really victory
there are sides to choose and only one will let me be
i know i got some friends
but even if there's just a few
no that's the last i wanna do!
what means everything to me no one gives a damn
and what's nothing in my eyes is held high up in their hands
don't wanna please anyone
don't wanna give what's been asked
and what's the first for you