Oh, look how lame we’ve become!
Trading our senses just to feel numb.
Investing more into poisoned hallucinations
than potential creativity and imagination.
And our darkest secrets have become
broadcasted for a handsome sum.
We’ve got nothing more to prove,
abandoned pride, it’s style to lose.
Fashion we use as a lethal weapon.
Don’t mistake these clothes for a second.
Dress to please, but you or me?
I’d say myself, but look who I’m trying to be.
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