Cry my soul, cry
You can't seek shelter no matter how much you try
As the light passes you through
All I can see is spectrum of people but you
Try being your own
And you will come all crumbling down
You need people to feed you
Tell you that you are one of the best few
Live, live this way
Or you will never see another day
Try making your own trail
And I’ll promise you'll never fail-to-fail
And people talk of cloning these days
To get the features of face
But don't they know, their souls have already been
Through this phase
We are all products, mere products of what in people we daze
But don't be afraid if death faces you

Cause you already are without a clue.