moving mouths that say nothing

open eyes blinking blindly

identity crisis fighting for a last glance

stuck in traffic without a last chance

what will you do if you're not part

of the action?

what will they think if you're not part

of the attraction?

another junkie for the crowd

unfufilling the unfufilled

spotlight's on you, life of the party, drowning

in your crowded tragedy

you don't wanna, but it has to be

last night you weren't hangin out

well you must be...you must be..."hiding out"

and if you're not around to think and

act the same

well then you were inept from the beginning anyway

what will you do when you miss out on the

action?

what will they think if you're not part of the

attraction?

who's gonna feed your mind?

who's gonna pump your heart?

who's gonna give you meaning

that you've always had alone

from the start?

it's ok not to have a voice on every

given subject

it's ok not to be a display every time in public

it's ok to be mellow just because you feel it

it's ok to jsut shut up and deal with it

in a mess to impress any dull idiot

for stupid credibility

you're a puppet who needs a hundred people

to pull your strings for stability

what will you do if you're not part of the

action?

what will they think if you're not part

of the attraction?