You drive a fancy car
You wear a brilliant disguise
You build shelves in every room
For all that you own is a prize
Aren't you happy now, it's all so right?
It's orchestrated and planned
How are you enjoying your big pretend life?
Is this what you intend?
You've almost got them fooled
So keep smiling now and shine
With just a little more effort
You can convince them in time
Moments of silence, among the din inside
Somewhere, quite, you question why
Cold sweat under heavy coats
But you can't take them off
A chain constricted around your throat
But you pick the lock
You are surrounded now
Such a carefully blended seam
It's almost unapparent
What do you need this to mean?