We're all plunged into our selfishness
Consider that we are perfect in all
And we don't notice our careless mistakes 
Our careless mistakes day after day 

There was a guy, who never missed a party 
He wanted to be special, like an idol for his friends 
He thought that he was different from the others
From a dozen thousand faceless people

He looked so perfect, but inside 
One more soul that's not alive
It is so hard to find a personality around
An empty heart is now the symbol of our days.

We're all so special, but we forgot in what
We show off with things that cost nothing at all, 
Trying to catch up with the fame 
We lose the real meaning of our lives.

new [bad word] after day
He is always at a party 
But he [bad word] a friend
close friend to nobody

'Cause everybody sees
The emptiness within.

What kind of future will await us
How will the other generations live? 
While a gorgeous image costs much more than a soul 
Than your soul that is crippled from inside. 

You need to know 
That after death your clothes will fade without a trace 
And nothing will remind that you were here
In case you don't perform the little deeds 
And therefore stay in humans' minds and hearts.