Nothing to Me

Searching and searching, just to find yourself, Every time I see you, you’re someone else. Build your image - to mask your hollow insides. Build your image - somethings you just can’t hide. It never has, it never will, All that shit means nothing to me. I see through the fashion parade, It’s so fucking fake. Never - it means nothing to me. Look inside your heart, that’s who you fucking are. Sometimes, sometimes it’s all you are. Build your image - to mask your hollow insides. Build your image - is there substance inside? It means nothing to me…