You thought you were someone
Made out of something
Worth the big ANYTHING you shouted out for
But how does it feel to have the word "nothing"
Painted to the inside of your brain?
Don't deny the inscriptions that have created who you are
You're just a thing
An elaborately construed lie
With the false pretense of a real story
But when you think you are someone
With something to give
Anything is not enough
Just stick to nothing, sweetie.
