Addicted to the masses

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 !

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 !

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