Can you see their strings   Pulling them up and pushing me down   My catharsis goes unnoticed   But still I let it out   Cause music is all there is for me   Glitter and lights are a perversion   Money and MTV are prostitution   Fuck the idols, fuck the icons   That I will never need   Cause it's all in me   And no amount can take it   Drop your acts, your facades   Peel off your skins and    Put on an emotion, a feeling   Something real, or shut up   fuck you, you don't know me   you don't know yourself   i'll turn my back   so i won't have to look   at the emptiness    turn off your tv   turn off your radio   create something real   or shut up... shut up