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Hit 'em with a little bit of dopamine to keep 'em lookin' Every second, they'll be second-guessing, try to meet the Expectation of the age of information, the simulation Will be so convincing, they'll forget that they're alive Hit 'em with a little bit of dopamine to keep 'em lookin' Every second, they'll be second-guessing, trying to meet the Expectation of the age of information, the simulation Will be so convincing, they'll forget that they're alive Hit 'em with a little bit of dopamine to keep 'em lookin' Every second, they'll be second-guessing, trying to meet the Expectation of the age of information, the simulation Will be so convincing, they'll forget that they're alive I can feel it slipping away My grip on reality's down to a couple fingers Living like I'm running a race, though I've my doubts Anyone's gonna come out the winner Wake up and break yourself outta here Don't be one of the cold souls who disappears Stop believing and telling the lie Why don't you look your life in the eye? Show a video of a corgi wearing a knitted sweater Then an advertisement for a pair of shoes that look much better Than the 14 they already have, besides, they're vegan leather They'll be so delighted, they'll forget that they're alive Giving pieces of me away My death comes by a thousand cuts, and I paid for the knife Bleeding for a way to escape my ball and chain The fatal clutches of Father Screen Time Wake up and break yourself outta here Don't be one of the cold souls who disappears Stop believing and telling the lie Why don't you look your life in the eye? Wake up and break yourself outta here Don't be one of the cold souls who disappears Stop believing and telling the lie Why don't you look your life in the eye?
Writer(s): Lincoln Mick, Bailey Elizabeth Warren, Isaac Horn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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