A front seat to your own flick
If only you could see how much your emotions waver
Words are flowing from your mouth at lightning speed

They´re packing heat and are ready to kill
Cry, frown, hit, yell
Let´s watch where it takes you
You really don´t have it that bad
Try looking through the glass of beauty
It will show you the truth
We are all guilty of self-centeredness
We have committed the crime
But what we fail to realize is the dent it leaves in our soul
Everyone is full of it in their own way
A young boy cannot comprehend social status
And this boy is better off than any of us
Life will pass us by like a summer storm
And if we consume ourselves with ourselves
We will surely look back with sorrow