I get the feeling something's creeping in on me so tight
Must be from television shows I'm streaming in the night
Alarm goes off, I sit up shocked — this routine's really strange
Is there a way to keep the digital displays at bay?
'Cause it's theatrics anyway, the actors pack this place
You think you know just who are until you see your face
I'm gonna come up with a new persona

I'll throw my clothes away, I'll grow my nails, I'll dye my hair
Cultivate a foreign accent and consider prayer
'Cause it's theatric anyway, my face can be your face
You think you know just who you are until you leave a place
I'm gonna come up with a new persona

Gets too hot, throw that coat off
The weather is ever-changing
Don't be caught pacing the cages
The bars are just an illusion

An empty bank account will turn you to a junkyard dog
It's easy to forget the leash you wear you can chew off
Just smoke and mirrors, you can disappear without a trace
You think you know just who you are until you leave a place

Gets too hot, throw that coat off
The weather is ever-changing
Don't be caught pacing the cages
The bars are just an illusion