I want to have a fast car
With the bullet in the chamber
And satiate my appetites
And fade into the future
I want to be on magazines
And rolled up in a straw at night
And picked up in the morning
As evidence for the FBI
You sell your face for gold
In the hunt for an analogue crown
Plastic decompose
You tell me that you love when you hate me
And make sure to pass your thoughts along
Silenced by a thousand echoes
I'm having so much fun, fun, fun
While I'm watching all my heroes die young
Eat me with your digital tongue
We’ll all be the dessert for all the simpletons who bask in their self-importance
Plastic decompose
My God, it’s so much fun, fun, fun
Living like a dumb Dystopian
I want to shatter all the mirrors
I want to live inside your screen
The pixels in my face will be
The content that you want for me
I want you all to know my name
And talk about all my mistakes
And I want you to cancel me
I'll transcend when I self-immolate
Sell your face for gold
In the hunt for an analogue crown
Plastic can decompose
You tell me that you love when you hate me
And make sure to pass your thoughts along
Silenced by a thousand echoes
I'm having so much fun, fun, fun
While I'm watching all my heroes die young
Eat me with your digital tongue
We’ll all be the dessert for all the simpletons who bask in their self-importance
Plastic decompose
My God, it’s so much fun, fun, fun
Living like a dumb Dystopian
Like life wrapped up in thoughts
Flickering, hypnotic
Spiritual cannibalism
Individual mastery
Living in the headlines
Addicted to living in the headlines
Marching to the click of an atomic clock
Like lemmings falling in a narcissist's pot
Plastic can decompose
Silenced by a thousand echoes
Eat me with your digital tongue
Plastic decompose
