If this was so important Don't you think you Would be the one to speak up Your appearance is all the craze It means nothing when you buy your way in I'm falling on broken hands And I have lost my voice What can we say It's all been said The voice of the kids is dictated By the fashion and the latest trends I hope that one day You wake up and realize You've lost You'll live with the emptiness This has been said so many times But it falls on deaf ears We can let it die Or we can choose to fight