Fuck your fucked directives
God, I want a new invective
Custom built to form, form fit you
Say it to your face if I get to choose

I'll take something real
The fight to feel
Your next meal is calling
Loosely trademarked as the best fucking thing you've ever had

Inside your mouth
Comet cleaned and scrubbed down
Landscaping for a ghost town
That deficient platform for your head
Mistake yourself for dead

All that you would issue
Capital's incontinence
Causing you embarrassment
Wet spot on the carpet that you lеave
The remindеr that you need

All that it did to you
Adjusting your reception
Welcome self correction
Make it quick, oh, make it soon
Make it something I can do
By myself
'Cause there's a brain inside it
There's a brain deciding
There's a brain inside the brain
Brain inside the brain deciding

'Cause you want something else

Time to make or break
Find me somewhere else
Time to make or break
How 'bout it?

I've got no patience
I'm nowhere stationed
I'm hanging at the night shop, eating shit
I've got no patience
I'm nowhere stationed
I'm hanging at the night shop, eating shit
Yeah, so
"Who works for who?", every asshole says
Side saluting emptiness instead
But if I get to choose, I'll take something real
So real

Who works for who? Who you working for?
Who works for who? Who you working for?