Yeah yeah you wanna make it
I do too
Yeah yeah and if it's naked
You do you
But if all we ever try
Are chicken tenders and soggy fries
The danger's in...
The taste you miss
The meat you chew and
The plastic in the ocean blue.
No patronizing affectation
Proves you've had "some realization."
How's it feel to live up there
Among the stars you wished would care?
Is it all a game to you?
Yeah yeah you wanna make it
I do too
Yeah and if it's naked
You do you
But if all that gets you through
Is faking till your face goes blue
The danger's in...
The balls you break
The clouds you blow
Whatever makes the fan base grow.
Immediate gratification
Plagues you like a first-world nation.
How's it feel to slam the door
On everyone who came before you?
You only need to share the blame
With anyone who's got a name
And as long as you and I are here
I sure as hell want you sincere.
(And) it's all a game to you
Cause it's all fake to you
And that's alright for you.
You do- yeah.