Your patter doesn't really matter

Do you think that you own this crowd?

You got your little boy look, faster talk to boot

And everywhere that is your sound

Behind a little red rope, trying hard to gloat, but you can't

With your so-called friends and their empty hands

Phone full of numbers, but no one wants to call you

Come on

'Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah

You think that all of this matters

But total backstabbers, look around at who you've become

You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah

And it don't mean nothing, silly fools will all be laughing

To the same, the same old hell, oh yeah

A personality broken, sunken in so they can choke you

Do you think you can fool this crowd?

You're building on imagination, man, it's your own creation

Worst of all, you're small and proud

Behind a little glass screen, trying hard to breathe, but you can't

'Cause things come 'round the corner, better watch your back, stalker

Got a phone full of numbers, you've been caught up by your brothers

Come on

'Cause you're higher than yourself, oh yeah

You think that all of this matters

But total backstabbers, look around at who you've become

You're getting higher to protect yourself, oh yeah

And it don't mean nothing, silly fools will all be laughing

To the same, the same old hell

(Higher than yourself) Higher than yourself

(Higher to protect yourself) To protect yourself

(Higher than yourself) Higher than yourself

(Higher to protect yourself) To protect yourself

(Higher than yourself) What have you become?

(Higher to protect yourself) Yeah