my mind is wasted, mentally molested
brainwashed tv-obsessed selfish bastard
i count likes in my own virtual paradise
like a parasite, i'm a b-side, i'm out
so good that you can like me
and i can like you
we like that liking
and other stupid things we do
all i've got is the promises
so few diplomas, too many psychologists
it is a time when curiosity
founds life when it is gone from universities
and nobody knows the recipe
cause everybody searches it in a media-therapy
buy that shit you don't need indeed
it's the point where our roads split
everything is a junk
all we get in the end is a junk
your life is a junk
now what you gonna do, punk?
everything is a junk
all we get in the end is a junk
your life is a junk
get on the dancefloor and jump!
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