No one will admit that life is overrated

They rather trade emotions for expensive stakes

We say there’s a time to pretend to protest

But we prefer the one we call breakfast

I won’t let it drive me underground

All i need is a huge ego to calm me down

And you can give me pure ketamine or just bad illusions

Then i’ll be yours to be given away

And you can watch me dissolve in a car crash

No one bothers with the fact that jealousy took control

So we lock ourselves up our own assholes

‘Cause that’s the only place we feel secure