jessicams

You see yourself in the mirror and you
Feel safe coz it looks familiar
But you're afraid to open up your soul coz you
Don't really know, don't really know who is
The person that's deep within
Coz you're content with just being the name brand band
And ya fail to see that its trivial,
insignificant, you addicted to material

I've seen your kind before
You the type that thinks souls is sold in a store
Packaged up with incense sticks
With them vegetarian melts
To you, that's righteous
You're fiction like books
You need to go out to life and look
Coz what happens when they take your material
and you already sold your soul?