No Offense

The tinted-window car that's on our street
It got me thinking in conspiracies
It got me questioning the part that screams
Defeated, easy target, bowling pins

No offense
But you've been hacked, post-shock stress
Ready for the next blackout
No side effects
Three meals a day, feed the ants
Feed me until I pass out

City made of clouds
Oblivious and drunk
I prefer to drown
In liqueur, milk, and ice

No side effects
Three meals a day, feed the ants
Feed me until I pass out

The barely conscious mode is now built-in
The brand new speakers are now deafening
The rules for how to cheat the clout machine
Reduced me to a number on your screen
Done
I am done
I am done
I am done with this

Done
I am done
I am done
I am done with this

I'm proud to announce
That I'm done
I am done with this
Oh please

Yea

No offense
But you've been hacked, post-shock stress
Ready for the next blackout
No side effects
Three meals a day, feed the ants
Feed me until I pass out
Although you're tired
Although you're out of tune
Although you're smiling
As if the roles have been reversed

Embrace the violence
Embrace the solitude
Embrace the headaches
You've got it all under control



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