Entertainment Age
Insatiable appetite for validation from unfamiliar ranks
Contrived interaction brings the Doom of Information Age
Pretenders all in the guise of morality
The brownie points never had a fucking meaning
With our self-worth so dependent on the whims of man
Death of individual your monolith reduced to sand
The drug of others affirmations
Behold the psyche reclamation
Look into my eyes, can you circumscribe, all the wicked spies that I vilify
Motherfuckers plotting my demise, all the Fucking time
Looking through the lies hoping that I die
Fuck it Ima make a point to disappoint them
Matter fact I Might as well just join them
Causing havoc and emphatic, I'd really rather run up on them
Local butcher put the cutter on them
Bitch I'm Dennis the Menace I'll burn your house and kill a pack of Guinness
Don't you dare wear your heart on your sleeve, swallow it back down they don't really care
Screaming all we hear is echoes for community but there's no one there
Cut and pasted fornication, assault with intent
Refuse information all to embrace malcontent
Vanity and human nature lead in this descent
Ethical performance just to mask what they resent
Look in the mirror, fell not content
Invalidation of the masses imminent
I will never close my eyes again, fathom what I've seen
It's a desperate cry for action now, to reclaim our self-esteem
Final solution to the bonds of validation, sanctuary in solitude
Deranged influencer, misconceives masturbation of the ego to wring the fools
Contrived interaction brings the Doom of Information Age
Pretenders all in the guise of morality
The brownie points never had a fucking meaning
With our self-worth so dependent on the whims of man
Death of individual your monolith reduced to sand
The drug of others affirmations
Behold the psyche reclamation
Look into my eyes, can you circumscribe, all the wicked spies that I vilify
Motherfuckers plotting my demise, all the Fucking time
Looking through the lies hoping that I die
Fuck it Ima make a point to disappoint them
Matter fact I Might as well just join them
Causing havoc and emphatic, I'd really rather run up on them
Local butcher put the cutter on them
Bitch I'm Dennis the Menace I'll burn your house and kill a pack of Guinness
Don't you dare wear your heart on your sleeve, swallow it back down they don't really care
Screaming all we hear is echoes for community but there's no one there
Cut and pasted fornication, assault with intent
Refuse information all to embrace malcontent
Vanity and human nature lead in this descent
Ethical performance just to mask what they resent
Look in the mirror, fell not content
Invalidation of the masses imminent
I will never close my eyes again, fathom what I've seen
It's a desperate cry for action now, to reclaim our self-esteem
Final solution to the bonds of validation, sanctuary in solitude
Deranged influencer, misconceives masturbation of the ego to wring the fools
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Writer(s): Autumn Buried, Marcus Nettles
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