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 theatrics 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
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
A new persona
A new persona
A new persona
A new persona
A new persona