Dope got us nowhere but old
Our souls got us nothing but sold
Let go of the pop culture you hold
In such high esteem
The popularity you earned for giving up on your dream
Turning your life from something beautiful into something obscene
Dive head first into the cesspool and forget not to breath
Neon black, monochromatic like normality
Trading originality for this flatland mentality
Ignore the reality surrounding your fantasy
I’m sorry if this compromises your conformity
If you need to get back, just listen to the man on TV
A realist isn’t a pessimist, save your cynical judgments for some one who cares
All you get from me is fuck you hidden inside my blank stare
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