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