Simulated summer

Eating the lies

Everyone’s a number

Are you surprised?

Peeling back the sunburn

Wake up to the trick

Factory of puppets

Asleep to the glitch

But if you take the time to think about it

You’re locked to the grid

And if you follow the electric rabbits

Your soul might live

Just when you think you’re rid of it

It will crawl out one ear into the other

Too late you’re infected by the lake

Complicit dance we do with each other

And no one has a clue

But they’ll pretend they do

Just when you think you’ve gotten it

They will pass it from one hand into the other

Sick binary bummer

Shallow disguise

Ego is collapsing

Nothing’s inside

They can see us stumbling

Adverting their eyes

Filling up their pockets

Chasing the prize