Morally Flexible

When I think about it, everything you have, I want it
I’ll fake it till even I forget what’s real or plastic
Elastic; I bend at will for the taste of being someone the media put on a plate
They passed it around and we all had a bit…
But some got addicted (but some got addicted)
You’ve made us all
Morally flexible
Turned backs are dripping in gold
Rotten from the core
False idols
Got one goal, fuck morals
Stone beliefs made flexible
Take it; cash, fame, lust
Give up what you stood for
Show up the real you
A plastic worm
We validate through pictures, updates, and our social status
But in reality, none of this can satisfy us, we’ve got
Thousands of friends but no one to talk to
They’ve connected us all, but we’ve never felt so alone
I realize that I have no one…
Don’t develop the illness (don't develop the illness)
A plastic worm, weave through the shit that you’ve been fed
Weave through the shit you’ve been fed, eat it up
A plastic worm