Stare at me and talk down
you think you're better and it shows
built yourself a plastic life for perfect living
let yourself into my world then
condemn my different views
understand nothing of me, surrounded by
expenses for nothing, expenses to show
that life's worth your time
Exterior reaffirm your perfect throne
you're better than ever
you've got more to show
that life's worth your time
Fearing that poverty
will force feed you to realize
built a concrete moat
to keep scum from your side
ot thinking you're so wrong
misery
There's a rise in the pressure
o support from possessions now
convinced with your credit
you'll find a way to buy
yourself some time
disaligned
In need of protection from yourself
humanity's one steap away now
locked from your show home
perfect world
your perfect ways