I'm just looking for people to Check out these lyrics. What do they mean to you? What do you think that they are trying to say? How do they effect you? I really want your input.
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"NUMB"
The masses are shallow so we become shallow
Forgetting who we are, so we compromise
we see them conforming and hate this demise,
yet we always become the very thing we despise
Taking the person we wanted to be,
we cast them aside for the "fake" that we see
The fake that demands only lust, hate, and spite
The outside looks good, as we decay inside
The things we dreamed when we were young and innocent have died
force feeding us their vanity, the media has lied
Crushing our self worth by pushing what we're supposed to be
They promised us perfection but they hid reality
Watching integrity go down the drain,
This thing called integrity, it's now in vain
Choosing a wardrobe that makes you look cheap
This fashion is in, but abuse you will reap
show off your figure and all of your skin
What kind of "love" do you think you'll bring in
if sex and seduction is where you place trust
you'll only end up as an object of lust
The object of affection is what we all long to be
not to gratify someone's perverted fantasy
society's solutions all end up in regret
You'll give yourself, you'll try it all and still the need's not met
what we're called to be inside, is SO MUCH better than,
Anything society would call the perfect ten
Shallow is what we become when we accept the lies
that OUTER BEAUTY is the cure to silence inner cries
When I was just an innocent child, I never dreamed of sleeping around
Giving myself up every night, was never my idea of "the good life"
what is my soul coming to, when I can't even do the things I WANT to do?
is this all that i've become, part of a society that has gone numb?
Why do I do the things THEY want me to?
I'm flashing you a smile that I know is not true
the Fake I used to be, I can now see through
Just ask yourself, why do you do the things you do?
PLEASE, if you're not trying to be helpful, don't reply. Jokes are fun and more than welcome. But please this is "supposed to be" for minds with at least SOME intellect,,, there's some people on here who are just trying to cause an argument... Use any language you want, but lets try to stay mature.
Thanks
www.MYSPACE.com/DITD1
"NUMB"
The masses are shallow so we become shallow
Forgetting who we are, so we compromise
we see them conforming and hate this demise,
yet we always become the very thing we despise
Taking the person we wanted to be,
we cast them aside for the "fake" that we see
The fake that demands only lust, hate, and spite
The outside looks good, as we decay inside
The things we dreamed when we were young and innocent have died
force feeding us their vanity, the media has lied
Crushing our self worth by pushing what we're supposed to be
They promised us perfection but they hid reality
Watching integrity go down the drain,
This thing called integrity, it's now in vain
Choosing a wardrobe that makes you look cheap
This fashion is in, but abuse you will reap
show off your figure and all of your skin
What kind of "love" do you think you'll bring in
if sex and seduction is where you place trust
you'll only end up as an object of lust
The object of affection is what we all long to be
not to gratify someone's perverted fantasy
society's solutions all end up in regret
You'll give yourself, you'll try it all and still the need's not met
what we're called to be inside, is SO MUCH better than,
Anything society would call the perfect ten
Shallow is what we become when we accept the lies
that OUTER BEAUTY is the cure to silence inner cries
When I was just an innocent child, I never dreamed of sleeping around
Giving myself up every night, was never my idea of "the good life"
what is my soul coming to, when I can't even do the things I WANT to do?
is this all that i've become, part of a society that has gone numb?
Why do I do the things THEY want me to?
I'm flashing you a smile that I know is not true
the Fake I used to be, I can now see through
Just ask yourself, why do you do the things you do?