Sell to me a pretty dream. Whisper in my ear when I’m asleep.
Lock me in, forge my trust. Don’t forget to charge me when I’m dust.
It’s all a ruse held up by cardboard and paper
It’s all mass produced
Not you, not me.
Limited edition beings.
I want for nothing and never have.
I want for nothing and never will again.
It’s all a ruse held up by cardboard and paper.
It’s all mass produced
Not you, not me.
It’s all a game.
I live for your entertainment.
Put me to shame.
Block your face to shield you from viewing so you don’t have to see what you’re doing.
Do you feel better now?
Dressed up like an actor, your conscious will factor me out.
Do you feel better now?
Dressed up like an actor, your conscious will factor me out.
Do you feel better now?
Dressed up like an actor, your conscious will factor me out.
Do you feel better now?
Dressed up like an actor, your conscious will factor me out
Do you feel better?