This mask will sooner or later

Will have to be dismissed

These applications have made us

Internally deceased

Lucky for us we can blame them

Or were we so, before?

This fraud is common and merry

All hail the church of whores

All hail the church of whores

All hail the church of whores

Decay is what we've got here

Taking down the pace, return the heartbeat back to its place

All too familiar routine

A never ending fear, something's taking over here

So now we got apps, forgot how it feels

To feel with our hearts, something is amiss

So now we got websites that help us get sex nights

Sometime we get neck bites sometimes none at all

This mask will sooner or later

Will have to be dismissed

These applications have made us

Internally deceased

So baby swipe me right

This is a just a human auction

We’re in a sect, we’re dead and through inside

Sweet vanity will prove salvation

We’re buying and selling

What's left of our being, It’s sick but it’s hard to resist

So swipe left another, judge this book by its cover

There’s nothing inside anyways

So swipe left another

Judge this book by its cover, there’s nothing inside

There’s nothing inside anyways

Sweet vanity

..this mask will sooner or later will have to be dismissed

The church of whores

This-mask-will sooner or later become your face trust me i’ve seen a transformation obscene

And-don’t-neglect to show pain It’s only human don’t be so vain, take down the pace make it plain

Persist and show that you’re ready to resist

An unavertable course, is that this mask will will be dismissed

This mask will sooner or later

Will have to be dismissed

These applications have made us

Internally deceased

All hail the church of whores

Lucky for us we can blame them

Or were we so, before?

This fraud is common and merry

All hail the church of whores

(Andrew)

So baby swipe me right

This is a just a human auction

We’re in a sect, we’re dead and through inside

Sweet vanity will prove salvation

We’re buying and selling

What’s left of our being, it’s sick but it’s hard to resist

So swipe left another

Judge this book by its cover, there’s nothing inside anyways

There’s nothing inside anyways

Sweet vanity will prove salvation