Stare at me and talk down   you think you're better and it shows   built yourself a plastic life for perfect living   let yourself into my world then   condemn my different views   understand nothing of me, surrounded by   expenses for nothing, expenses to show   that life's worth your time      Exterior reaffirm your perfect throne   you're better than ever   you've got more to show   that life's worth your time      Fearing that poverty   will force feed you to realize   built a concrete moat   to keep scum from your side   not thinking you're so wrong   misery      There's a rise in the pressure   no support from possessions now   convinced with your credit   you'll find a way to buy   yourself some time   disaligned      In need of protection from yourself   humanity's one steap away now   locked from your show home   perfect world   your perfect ways