yeah you look hot
but where is your personality?
its hidden by all the drugs your smoking
yeah you've got style
With your hair all done up
but where are you?
your stuck in your own little world
Not knowing whats going on
Your in your room smoking your brain cells away
and you dont even know what today is
your ip all night suronded by the things and people you think
mean most
but do they really?
yeah you've got style but wheres your soul?
you left it and your moms house when you moved here
and now you cant find it
I dont know why you smoke your drugs
or why you do them but you do
I've seen you
I sometimes wonder if you even know what your doing
that i take another look
and i know it's not even you
yeah youve got style but no soul
please get it before you end up someplace you dont want to be