Conformity, conformity, conformity...
Consumed by society.
Breaking under your hands
******* with the same old bands.

Becoming the curves and corners
The support group have become mourners.
When I look in the mirror, I see who I am.
But society wants me to be a different woman.

You don't always have to follow the trend.
Don't press enter, don't send.
Conformity,conformity, conformity...
Consumed by society.