We come from conveyor belt lives;

our feet never touch the ground.

It’s time to change production -

Who do you think we are?

This model’s fed up.

You think we’re numb?

I’ll break this mask,

I don’t need a script.

The stage is not a guillotine.

But who says we have to act?

Let’s make our own story;

One that can’t be rehearsed.

Let’s show them

under those stage lights

under that makeup

what the Life Play can really be.