Testo di Confessions

Call me consumer the entertainment hunter i bit the hook that i will never be good enough i'm catching up to those around me secure my uniform babbet, i could use a kiss they said i'm insecure there's nothing new under the sun fall in line, fall in line believe the lie in hair clubs, fashion, gyms, cleansers andcreams one day we'll be the status quo there's nothing new under the sun