Liars

Up on that pedestal, baby
You’re famous
You’ve got us on our knees
Worshipping
Your wages
Laugh on in Hollywood
It’s understood
I’m not jealous
Of your commercialized
Suicide
Overwhelm us
With hate for how you treat
The incomplete
Rebellion
Redemption
Money speaks to me redundantly
Says, «Life ain’t no fucked fantasy.»
And we’re not friends so let’s not pretend
That there’s any substance in this
Stay up staring at the ceiling
Subconcious fight
We’re against the glamorous
The gods — their laws, our fleeting rights
Blindly followed phony leaders
Right off the cliffs
Landing on the rocks below
And the sentenced to the worst dungeons
Sink my teeth into temptation
The victims of so-called «circumstance» can hardly stand
Motivation is what you’ve lacked
Liars claim they broke the mold
They sold their souls
Impending wreckage
Unprotected
Deceptive idols
Wealth and stature
Flex your power
Stop on those who dare oppose
I’m not flawless
I must confess
Beauty contests make me vomit