Tried to keep myself from 

Falling in the same trap 

But I fell in anyways 

Watch myself fall faster further 

To the ugly bottom now 

Getting closer everyday 

Now people see something in me 

That isn't there and wo't be back 

Now people think they're friends with me 

Cos they think I care and their hair's dyed black 



Deep down, really far inside 

You know that it's not true 

There's a thing called a dollar sign 

And it's the only thing that hooks me to you. 



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Now feel so alive 

But I feel like a whore 

Fill your head full of lies 

To get you into the store 



No such thing as the underground 

Just a bunch of little people 

trying to make themselves big 

No such thing as the underground 

And it really doesn't matter how far you dig 



I looked I mean I really tried but 

I never saw anything that you all pride 

Just a bunch of little kids with 

Corporate symbols in their eyes 

Who were looking for a paper to sign 

Deep down, really far inside 

You know that it's not true 

There's a thing called a dollar sign and 

It's the only thing that really interests you... 



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Bunch of little people trying to make themselves big

Bunch of little people trying to make themselves big

Bunch of little people trying to make themselves big

Bunch of little people trying to make themselves big