Imitation is the lowest form of flattery I stay true to you True to my world, true to myself And I never gave a fuck about being cool Or anything else I know what's best for me Even when I'm wrong And you can beat me down for the way I think But I'll never fucking respect you I don't know who you are I can't recognize you anymore Sick of watching everyone Try to be everything but themselves You think you've gotta prove what? Something to who? Imposter ♪ The little buzz that you got Went straight to your head It's easy being down to earth, but you never learned that shit You're a kook You try too hard to be something you're not Now I see you there You're a stranger to yourself I march to the beat of my own fuckin' drum ♪ Sick of watching everyone Try to be everything but themselves You think you've got to prove what? Something to who?