I'm sick of all the magazines (the fakest things)  The labeling (you label me) and false imaging  Rolling Stone says what we should like  Then Cosmo shows, the flaws in us    Let's get back, to what's inside  It's all about  At the end of the day when the make up goes away    I'm tired of, i'm tired of, i'm tired of labeling    I'm sick of the misleading scenes (on the movie screens)  When all we see (is make believe) of how it's supposed to be  Vanity Fair is what we should wear  The stars on cribs with lives will never live    Let's get back, to what's inside  It's all about  At the end of the day when the make up goes away    I'm tired of, i'm tired of, i'm tired of labeling    Fast cars, houses, it's capitalistic and unrealistic  Maxim Models, materialistic, your morals are plastic,  I'm not interested.    Let's get back, to what's inside  It's all about  At the end of the day when the make up goes away    I'm tired of, i'm tired of, i'm tired of labeling