Addicted to the masses

Strophe 1

without a target or a destination

you sell your soul to those who know your needs

you play your role as good as you can

you need attention endlessly

as a cover of a magazine

you look fantastic that’s all you mean

you tell your stories to those who think

that you are someone special but I know you ain’t !

Strophe 2

do you believe you could have ever made it

without the help of any industries

it may be hard but you will have to face it

you are just a fool with no identity

as a cover of a magazine

you look fantastic that’s all you mean

you tell your stories to those who think

that you are someone special but I know you ain’t !

Ref.:

I could read your lines

words just written for the ashes

I could see your lies

I will watch them fall apart

I could feel your life

is addicted to the masses

I could see your lies

and I will watch them fall apart