You are the same
Just like everyone else
The same clothes
Off the same shelves
The same names plastered
Across your chests
You feel powerful
You think it’s the best
You pay to be a billboard
Conformist to the peak
But something no one knows
Is that conformity is weak
I buy my clothes cheaper
They look the same as yours
But still you turn away from me
A strong, opposing force
I’m different and you hate it
But inside you know it’s true
That at the end of all your days
I shop smarter than you
