Diegetic world
I follow you everywhere just show me what to buy
There's no escape
Anyway, everything's fake and so am I
No use to be myself!
Oh, such the marrow out of me
Oh, I wear the latest rage
Oh, the last bit of my dignity
I don't care
I am rehearsed
So that I don't fail, I do not ever ask my soul
Cause I might find
I'm singing your line, walking your way, I'm hanging on
No use to see myself!
Oh, s** the marrow our of me
Oh, I'm hiding from my self
Oh, the last bit of my dignity
I don't care
Oh, s** the marrow out of me
Oh, so, do you like me now
Oh, the last bit of my dignity
Do you care?