We start with our best foot forward Impressions they can't ignore To play the part takes skill and art A trap set in human flaws At times we let down our guard So hard to keep up charade What first was sold in perfect gold Is slowly becoming scarred We're keeping people as pets In veiled etiquette Controlling and keeping down And if you try to escape From this society grave Can you be certain you won't turn around? So daily we wear them down Maintaining this hollow crown This hurt we say, abuse we trade Caged animals run aground We're keeping people as pets In veiled etiquette Controlling and keeping down And if you try to escape With nothing but dignity Can you be certain you won't turn around?