You hide in the group, you're stuck in the loop
Scared to be alone, striped to the bone
Insecurity taken hold, you prefer to be told
All look the same, no one to blame
Hope not to think, try not to blink
Act as you’re told, lie as you’re sold
You wait to be bought, hope to be sought
For the right price, its money that’s nice
They all look the same, until the cash came
Cold empty face, can vanish without trace
Looking for spills, the rides and the thrills
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