Tekstovi: Terror. Nothing To Me.

Searching and searching just to find yourself
Every time I see you, now you're someone else
Build your image to mask the hollow insides
Build your image, [Incomprehensible]

Never have, never will, all that shit means nothing to me
I see through fashion parade, it's so fucking fake
Never, it means nothing to me, nothing to me

Look inside your heart, that's who you fucking are
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes it's all you
Build your image to mask your hollow insides
Build your image, [Incomprehensible]

Never have, never will, all that shit means nothing to me
I see through fashion parade, it's so fucking fake
Never, it means nothing to me, nothing to me
It means nothing to me, to me
It means nothing to me, to me, to me