Beating with life you promised life, security, happiness Unfortunate son cornered, cowering in the pit Of circling panes of glass That surround and reveal the ever present it It is my move, my every look, interpreting gestures Informing other what's undercover and Lurking beneath my mask of this year's featured model Is this too much? Close your eyes care to look inside I am I, I am I What may appear might easily be explained But given the situation of info saturation What you feel can never, never ever go away Steering perception, I am inviting contradiction I am, it's my insistence you keep your distance From the glare behind my stare So this is the way the game is played You can leave now but I think you'll stay