Who’s the person that you want to be today You bend and mold as if you were made of clay Trying your best to stay with all the latest trends To impress your group of new cool “friends.” With each passing day it gets harder to ignore. Your life is not a game. No one is keeping score. You have lost yourself, your [bad word] identity With all of this change, you forgot your personality. You’re losing sight. You were given what you have. You never earned a thing. Rode the right ones to the top and now you think you’re king. It’s hard to tell who is to blame When everybody looks the [bad word] same. All of this is just to try to fit in. To make sure that you’re the cool guy’s twin. Social chameleon, a carbon copy of society You seem to think there’s something wrong with variety.