Depression
New era smart phone fashion editors
turning kids into competitors.
The normal world seems to collapse
and these fucking rats
makes no place for any handicaps.
Out of the limousine you look so supreme.
Photoshop made you look like a dream.
Backstage cocaine, amphetamine,
the perfect role model for a teen.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
Another stream on the computer screen.
I see shit that I would want to leave unseen.
Looking for a mainstream figurine,
close to the edge, pc and you live clean.
Newborn poser, you were supposed to stay true to the scene.
Now you make a living out of children
with low self esteem.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
We should have known better.
We should have known better.
Yeees.
We should have known better.
We should have known better...
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
turning kids into competitors.
The normal world seems to collapse
and these fucking rats
makes no place for any handicaps.
Out of the limousine you look so supreme.
Photoshop made you look like a dream.
Backstage cocaine, amphetamine,
the perfect role model for a teen.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
Another stream on the computer screen.
I see shit that I would want to leave unseen.
Looking for a mainstream figurine,
close to the edge, pc and you live clean.
Newborn poser, you were supposed to stay true to the scene.
Now you make a living out of children
with low self esteem.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
We should have known better.
We should have known better.
Yeees.
We should have known better.
We should have known better...
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
On the brink of collapse,
you people are running laps.
Hiding behind your masks,
circling like fucking maniacs.
On the brink of collapse.
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Tikkanen, Alexander Hagman, Daniel Holmgren, Mathias Modin, Andreas Johansson
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