Heaven's a misquote
Sermons ruined my head
All these people
Surrounding me like insects
Tried being elastic
Existence is sarcastic
Feel shame, it's okay
Feel shame, get paid
Entertainment
Flippin' through the stations
Oh, dismissive
Collector of sensations
Existence is sarcastic
Slowly turning plastic
Feel shame, it's okay
Feel shame, get paid
I see through your facade
It's nothing more than a mask
That you don't want to take off
But you feel lonely in a way
Like the days feel frayed
From the ties you severed
Trying to get your way
Feel shame, it's okay
Feel shame, get paid
Three chords are overlord, woah!
Consequences don't seem so direct anymore
And you don't have any problems
'Cause you're just too drunk to solve them
But don't worry
Responsibility is just a solvent