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We’re socialites living in a dark and heavy gloom
Hangin' on by a thread, instead of playing dead
It’s weighing on me, passed down and out like an heirloom
Never zip your lips or listen to another talking head

There’s no redeeming demons, they’re scheming
Distracting you while profiteering, that’s sus
Conjuring violence, demanding compliance, tryin to silence our screaming
Suppress protests, resist progress, you get the gist, they’re disappearing us

We’re socialites living in a dark and heavy gloom
Hangin' on by a thread, instead of playing dead
It’s weighing on me, passed down and out like an heirloom
Never zip your lips or listen to another talking head

In these strange and uncertain times
It’s heads you win and tails I lose
Unprecedented deception, infected election, project and deflect away obvious crimes
Well pardon me, this ain't partisan, so stop schmoozin' about our abuse

Call me a sheep, that’s a cheapshot
Count on me to be wide awake while you’re asleep
I heard we’re nothing more than fodder, but some would kill to be livestock
They’ll lead you straight to the slaughter, without a single peep

We interrupt this broadcast to bring you courage
Previously on this place in time, your “culture’s” canceled, so tune in next season,
I'm tired of reruns
And Insincere reboots, they pull on nonexistent straps, we gotta clear the air
No reason to appease 'em, these low lives committing high treason

They may make light of this but we’ll make history for sure
Keep yourself in the dark, ignoring the canary in the coal mine
Just drop me a line, but wait, what’s that? Where’s your source?
Go ahead, unleash your rage, trapped in a cage
It’s apparent you’re a parrot, no surprise

I hate to break it to ya, shatter your echo chamber
Try to pick of the pieces, but there's no justice no peace and I can't breathe

We’re socialites living in a dark and heavy gloom
We’ll never zip your lips or listen to another talking head