Look at all those fancy clothes,
But these could keep us warm just like those
And what about your soul? Is it cold?
Is it straight from the mold, and ready to be sold?

And cars and phones and diamond rings,
Bling, bling, those are only removable things
And what about your mind? Does it shine?
Are there things that concern you, more than your time?

Gone, going
Gone, everything
Gone, give a damn
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing
Gone, people, all awkward with their things,
Gone

Look at you, out to make a deal
You try to be appealing, but you lose your appeal
And what about those shoes you're in today?
They'll do no good, on the bridges you burnt along the way

Are you willing to sell, anything?
Gone, with your hurt
Leave your footprints,
And we'll shame them with our words
Gone, people, all careful and consumed

Gone
Gone, going
Gone, everything
Gone, give a damn
Gone, be the birds, when they don't wanna sing
Gone, people, all awkward with their things,
Gone