Seems like every day is just a play upon the last/Characters get nasty

And everything is moving by me going very fast/While it’s going past me

And if you’re asking nicely we can put you in a cast/You just have to ask

We can improvise the script until we slip into our masks

Eating sleeping/Breathing Breeding

Is this it postfuturistic paradise or did we miss it?

Constant concentration contradiction to the path/Set up by the system

Testing the authority we’re bored to have/So nice to be a victim

It’s really very lucky and it feels just like a dream/Super-sweet sixteen

But having everything don’t mean you have to be so mean

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