Texty: Outcast Youth. Other. Social Masquerade.

[Chorus:]
Are We Really Happy?

Are We Lost In This Masquerade?

[Verse 1:]
Someone Call David Blaine.
I've Found An Illusion It's Called 'the Scene'
On The Surface It Just Looks Like Kids Wearing Black With Assorted Stripes,
But Beyond That It's All An Act.
Ok, So They Look Like Clones, Wear The Same Clothes...
But It's Not About That!
Accept, The Scene Is Promoting Death.
Including But Not Inclusive Of Emo Hype Over Hallowe'en.
They Act The Same But They Claim Unique.
Accuse Us Of Being A Crowd Of Sheep!
We Wont Conform! We Will Prevail!
They Use Suicide As Emotional Blackmail And It's Not Right!
It's Not Right..
You Really Need To Change Your Life.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I Hope You Dont Think I'm Being Mean When I Say End The Scene.
As Endlessly Kids Fall Into The Sea, Metaphorically!
Like Lemmings Falling Off A Cliff.
Follow The Crowd To Krazyhouse Or Roadkill Club,
Where The Young Girls Fill Their Cups With Naivety And Alcopops.
But This Is Not Where The Party Stops!
She Finds A Man For A One Night Stand And Yes Ovcourse It Was Planned..
She's Done It Before And She'll Do It Again.
Emo Walking Contradiction!
Make Up Cracks And The Music Fades.
Curtain Falls On The Masquerade.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
You Call Yourself Different But You're Just The Same!
A Chav With A Fringe! Non-Conformist/Copycat Ok..
So You Say You're A Kid Yet You're Out Havin' Sex, Gettin' Drunk,
Posing On Your Myspace Pictures With Alcohol..
The Whole Scene Is A Sham! You Need To Wize Up!