I exist to make you believe this is real

I exist to make you believe this is real

No control of where I'm going

Stuck inside a set of pre-made options made for me

All alone in a cyclone

On and on

I guess I'll never be able to think freely

I'm just a stepping stone to help you become what you need to be

Exhausted every dialog option

I feel I'm stuck on repeat

Options

I got, I got, I got no options

Oh god, my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC

Like a sidе character to someone еlse's story

I don't feel real, I don't know what to believe

I don't belong in this society

I exist to make you believe this is real

It's all ones & zeros behind this spinning wheel

All alone with no one at home

I'm just alive when someone needs me to be

I've exhausted every last line

Again and again on repeat

Options

I got, I got, I got no options

Oh god, my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC

Like a side character to someone else's story

I don't feel real, I don't know what to believe

I don't belong in this society

Use me up until I'm spent

Oh my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC

Like a side character to someone else's story

I don't feel real, I don't know what to believe

I don't belong in this society

Use me until I fucking die

And just a fiber of my withered fucking soul rots in peace

You abuse and use every person to gamify your life

And get one up by treating the rest of us as your personal NPC's

What comes around goes around