Babyland Suitable For Framing
Once upon a time Sunk and surrounded A comparison began And the be-all and end-all Well it never happened The routine of questioning procedure Was pushing me in the one way I pretended to choose I pretended to choose So we experiment And give things a chance We find ourselves a rut slightly less obvious By taking command And the package states There's no such thing as destiny Pick the flavor you want The hanger-on will emulate it to a T Becoming more than the idol ever was It's no experiment Everything is a calculation We're silly echoes Who don't make sense Caught up tight In the dumb things we do We feel the need to release The results of reactions That take place within our heads All the stupid shit You counterfeit and fabricate Show me anything that's never been done One in a million One of a million The echo's confused Each reflection of the past Takes a life of its own Once upon a time We knew it was coming We hoped it was coming Go build big lies, go build big lies It's compensation for the nothings we are inside We f..ck ourselves just to see what it feels like Retch perfection It's self-importance all the way A chip on my shoulder And it's almost as big as yours Go build big lies, go build big lies It's compensation for the void that we have inside Let's pretend we tried to see What it feels like Shit fulfillment It's self-importance all the way I've got a chip on my shoulder And it's almost as big as yours (We're number one)
