Wake up all you idiots don’t close your eyes And see there is only one thing you can be This is just you and nothing else Start to believe all in yourself Stop to running after visions you don’t need
Who is in the mirror Do you really trust this face Smiles at you so bad and ugly This is not yourself anymore Will a soul feel well in plastic bodies Where it don’t belong Silicon and lifted faces Don’t you really know who you are
Don’t try to hide If you don’t look like monroe The smile on your face this is real Just be yourself that’s the deal
California dreamman With a smile made out of plastic Juicy woman dreams that you can buy Selling you a dream so far away And so fantastic until you realise you won’t get high
Now you’re close to suicide Your dream bursts like a bubble All the gossip you once liked is gone Your addiction to be skinny is driving you to madness I hope now you can see what you have done