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Yeah Welcome everybody to the party Oh I'm sorry, none of us had been invited Sipping on a little bitterness until the gibberish has fully been ignited Fake setting, fake background, fake models, fake ass, wow Fake drinks, tell me, where the Jack now? 'Cause i've half-ground up the cash cow Like give me a break I'm just here tapping to get me a shake Taking no action, sitting in space Help me get outta this prison with haste But isn't it great? I feel like the world is around me But also that nobody's home Looking for people to log on and doubt me Projecting the demons they hold I'm on the phone, feeling alone Looking for home, where do I go? How do you know if you're a clone? When you atone, nobody knows I've been on hold, try'na be whole They just been telling me "Hold on the line" People are so foul now This whole crowd is just hoping for drama to find SongtexteThey just do it for the likes, right They just do it for the likes, yikes I've been on hold, try'na be whole I've been comparing everybody else' life Been sharing everybody else' strife When the bell strike, nothing felt trite Felt palm sweat, felt my belt tight This a hot mess, you can tell right? Just dropped in for a minute though Still a shit show, make a left Mike This a phony parade Made up of zombies that know what to say Read it on somebody, so-and-so page So everything they know is holy and great Hold me and sway 'Cause you got the answers, I'm wholly amazed Forgive that I'm human, it's only a phase I'm working on slowly controlling my face These filters are great but I'm on the phone, feeling alone Looking for home, where do I go? How do you know if you're a clone? When you atone, nobody knows I've been on hold, try'na be whole They just been telling me "Hold on the line" People are so foul now This whole crowd is just hoping for drama to find They just do it for the likes, right They just do it for the likes, yikes They just do it for the likes, yikes They just do it for the likes, yikes Aus Songtexte Mania