Show Me Your Vanishing Act One More Time

Open your eyes, read between the lines

Their book is fiction and it lacks a spine

They'll catch your ears

They'll build you up inside

Recycled one liners, don't compromise

(I can) clearly see what's on the screen

A distorted image of the industry

But the heart on your sleeve is so hard to believe

Reputation means everything when music means nothing

Things will change when you're back at home, you're all alone

You build yourself up so you can be different just like everyone else

But oh well, we're pointing the finger if you couldn't tell

Our hearts are not on our sleeves

They're where they should be.

Live, live for yourself

And nobody else

And fuck what they sell