what they see
All they ever see is our
Sucsess
But they never see the work we've done
Fighting our demons and temptions
To get where we are
All they care is about the money in
THeir purse, not a about us
So why should we care
We all started as looser pushing through
The pain of every single day
Fighting our urges to incinerate
Following pointless rules
Nobody cares about the human heart
Crying over followers they have lost
Hurting the ones that really cared
Just to get a taste of fame
Impprisoned by their phones hence
The name cell phone acting as though it is their god
This life is not a game
We should not be tamed
By the technology around
Or we'll end up the same
A SLAVE TO A DAMMED SYSTEM
Sucsess
But they never see the work we've done
Fighting our demons and temptions
To get where we are
All they care is about the money in
THeir purse, not a about us
So why should we care
We all started as looser pushing through
The pain of every single day
Fighting our urges to incinerate
Following pointless rules
Nobody cares about the human heart
Crying over followers they have lost
Hurting the ones that really cared
Just to get a taste of fame
Impprisoned by their phones hence
The name cell phone acting as though it is their god
This life is not a game
We should not be tamed
By the technology around
Or we'll end up the same
A SLAVE TO A DAMMED SYSTEM