Malevolence goes both ways.
Now the melody's void of sympathy
Coz that shit's in byte size bits on YouTube.
So tell me what am I supposed to do -
When the malady's no remedy
Till we reach the lowest absolute
And necessity will finally force something through what's walling you.

Do we even know who we are?
Living like all life is forfeit -
Like we can just go redefine it,
Regardless what we broke!

Who died and made us stars?
With our intellectual gambits,
Our millionaire flair and our antics -
We're like mirrors seen through smoke!

Насколько точно то.
На измене теперь.