You can't act as you please,
eyes aren't at ease,
when everyone knows who you are.
Your image is your mold,
you have to do what you're told,
when everyone knows who you are.
So if you are shy,
give it a try,
to go and rewrite your label.
Make hate into love,
praise rain from above,
just hope that you will be able.
Because it's written in ink,
to ensure that you sink,
when you try to swim away far.
The chain has a range,
that you cannot change,
when everyone knows who you are.
Go write a speech,
new heights you can reach,
when nobody knows who you are.
Your label is blank,
you've got no one to thank,
when nobody knows are you are.
So if you were shy,
you can be the guy,
for no one has written your label.
An image of hate,
is yours to create,
if you wish, for right now you're able.
For now you're unknown,
and standing alone,
and you can now travel very far.
For you've got no chain,
you've got a lifetime to gain,
when nobody knows who you are.