moving mouths that say nothing  open eyes blinking blindly  identity crisis fighting for a last glance  stuck in traffic without a last chance  what will you do if you're not part  of the action?  what will they think if you're not part  of the attraction?  another junkie for the crowd  unfufilling the unfufilled  spotlight's on you, life of the party, drowning  in your crowded tragedy  you don't wanna, but it has to be  last night you weren't hangin out  well you must be...you must be..."hiding out"  and if you're not around to think and  act the same  well then you were inept from the beginning anyway  what will you do when you miss out on the  action?  what will they think if you're not part of the  attraction?  who's gonna feed your mind?  who's gonna pump your heart?  who's gonna give you meaning  that you've always had alone  from the start?  it's ok not to have a voice on every  given subject  it's ok not to be a display every time in public  it's ok to be mellow just because you feel it  it's ok to jsut shut up and deal with it  in a mess to impress any dull idiot  for stupid credibility  you're a puppet who needs a hundred people  to pull your strings for stability  what will you do if you're not part of the  action?  what will they think if you're not part  of the attraction?