Confessions

Call me consumer

The entertainment hunter

I bit the hook

That I will never be good enoughThere's nothing new, under the sun

This ain't good enough, not goodI'm catching up to those around me

Secure my uniform

Babbet, I could use a kiss

They said, "I'm insecure"There's nothing new, under the sun

There's nothing new, under the sunFall in line, fall in line

Fall in lineThey believe the lie in hair clubs

Fashion, gyms, cleansers and creams

One day, we all will be the status quo

The status quoThere's nothing new, under the sun

There's nothing new, under the sunUnder the sun, under the sun

There's nothing new

There's nothing new, under the sun