Besedila: Sick Of It All. Scratch The Surface.

Scratch the surface

Scratch the surface, serve a purpose
Scratch the surface, don't waste my time

Such empty life, night after night
All hidden faults, such shallow sight
Such simple sheep, herd to the creeps
Beauty is null, barely skin deep

What is the force that drives the superficial?
Tell me what keeps their minds remaining little?
What is the force that drives the superficial?
Tell me what keeps their minds remaining?

So afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
So afraid to actually scratch the surface

Scratch the surface, serve a purpose
Scratch the surface, don't waste my time

All mirrors hide failure inside
That's maybe why they take so much time
Big money lies, big lying eyes
Eyes are the soul, big dollar signs

What is the force that drives the superficial?
Tell me what keeps their minds remaining little?
What is the force that drives the superficial?
Tell me what keeps their minds remaining?

So afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
So afraid to actually scratch the surface

Scratch the surface, serve a purpose
Scratch the surface, don't waste my time