Cleaned-up, corporation progress

Dying in the process

Children that can talk about it

Living on the webways,
People moving sideways

Sell it ‘til your last days

Buy yourself the motivation
Generation nothing,

Nothing but a dead scene

Product of a white dream

I am not the singer that you wanted
, but a dancer
I refuse to answer, talk about the past, sir
Wrote it for the ones who want to get away
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