Miss Bliss by Incubus
I've seen a place not far away.
Where people are individuals.
And every car has a phone.
They'll bend backwards just to hear you say,
"I've got a new 'Rolls' so why can't I take you home?"
Enough with their materialism and anal retentive state of mind.
All you need is yourself and a cause so the truth will be all that you will find.
What?
Save me!
God?
Save me!
You dress to impress and intimidate.
All in hopes that you'll catch a glimpse of a star.
Your guard is up and I see right through you.
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