Album: The Spencer Creek
Saw the temperature take another man
I watched him crumble as the mercury ran down
Saw the aperture steal another soul
As the hope of blending in took all control
Hey now, child, you know it's always been
The kinda competition no one ever wins
Come on, don't become fashion
On computer screens and in magazines
Your life seems better if you own designer jeans
Buy the perfect hair, perfect shoes to wear
And practice smiling for the people who don't care
Hey now, child, you know it's always been
The kinda competition no one ever wins
Come on, don't become fashion
Monday morning, it's a social scene
The kinda conversation no one ever means
Come on, get beyond fashion
Heard the temperature hit a record low
The papers told me, said they thought that I should know
Saw a photograph of the life he had
Before it disappeared inside a GQ ad
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