this place feels like a catalog i wonder if your close ups taken too long would you like a snapshot for your mother boy i don t care i don t want to know it s never been a part of me just like a junkie fears the light of day i wonder if it s just another role we play like a celebrity on minimum wage i never understood never thought i should it s never been a part of me still having nothing ain t a fucking blessing still it ain t a curse though cause i ve known worse so i ll just keep on wearing this old crown i found on the ground three cheers for anything holding us down watching as aesthetic over powers the sound sort of like a martyr so proud of his picture i don t want to know let it all go it s never been a part of me your newfound dreams are a nightmare and i wonder if you even know are you ready to be davey to the new goliath taking notes at your all ages show it s like the marketing department has finally figured out that the pit can always make more room i d love to sneer at the camera for your revolution but i just can t afford the fucking costume are you scared to go outside will it cut you down to size where s the do or die it s staring you in the eye 