Unchanged

Familiar faces
Always trying on new disguises
They think they’re different but any fool
Can plainly see they go through phases
Like we go through cocktail glasses
They keep on trying to hide
From who they used to be
The more they change it
The more I hate it
The more they change it
The more I hate it darling
The more they change it
The more I hate it
The more they change it
The more I feel the same about it
The more they change it
The more my feelings will remain
Old trends keep haunting
Dig up by new generations
They think they’re in chic
But any fool can plainly see
They’re flashing fashion
Like I switch the TV stations
They keep searching
To find new personalities
The more they change it
The more I feel the same about it
The more they change it
The more I hate it
The more they change it
The more I hate it, darling
The more they change it
The more I hate it
The more I will remain unchanged