I want to have a fast car With the bullet in the chamber And satiate my appetites And fade into the future I want to be on magazines And rolled up in a straw at night And picked up in the morning As evidence for the FBI You sell your face for gold In the hunt for an analogue crown Plastic decompose You tell me that you love when you hate me And make sure to pass your thoughts along Silenced by a thousand echoes I'm having so much fun, fun, fun While I'm watching all my heroes die young Eat me with your digital tongue We’ll all be the dessert for all the simpletons who bask in their self-importance Plastic decompose My God, it’s so much fun, fun, fun Living like a dumb Dystopian I want to shatter all the mirrors I want to live inside your screen The pixels in my face will be The content that you want for me I want you all to know my name And talk about all my mistakes And I want you to cancel me I'll transcend when I self-immolate Sell your face for gold In the hunt for an analogue crown Plastic can decompose You tell me that you love when you hate me And make sure to pass your thoughts along Silenced by a thousand echoes I'm having so much fun, fun, fun While I'm watching all my heroes die young Eat me with your digital tongue We’ll all be the dessert for all the simpletons who bask in their self-importance Plastic decompose My God, it’s so much fun, fun, fun Living like a dumb Dystopian Like life wrapped up in thoughts Flickering, hypnotic Spiritual cannibalism Individual mastery Living in the headlines Addicted to living in the headlines Marching to the click of an atomic clock Like lemmings falling in a narcissist's pot Plastic can decompose Silenced by a thousand echoes Eat me with your digital tongue Plastic decompose