Manufactured Dreams
[Verse 1]
Let's take it back to the past
Cabbage patch kids and tattered blankets turned to rags
It makes me sick how they brag
They got happy healthy homes
I had to be an outcast
Ghosts still roam 'round my haunts like it was yesterday
Blood in my eyes, rose lens a couple shades away
You wouldn't know it from the way I smile straight-faced
Scars never sealed up, I'm itching for the razor blade
Never used it though, I'll never ever let them know
Doеsn't matter what I say as long as they don't see below
All thе other kids are showing royal flush and hidden ace
Feels like I'm the only one without the rules to play the game
(And, and, and) And maybe that's true
Maybe they're as desperately unhappy as you
Scars hide in a facade built of long sleeves, fake smiles
Serpents in the mirrors
Living among the crocodiles...

[Hook] x2
They're not as happy as they seem
(No...)
Emotions seep through like puppets bursting at the seams
(Woah...)
We can't even see the strings
(No...)
Life spent wasted on a manufactured dream...
[Verse 2]
You see it everywhere like with these Instagram models
Perfect tits and ass, a diet that's kinda hard to swallow
Behind the scenes, all this lighting and glamour
Implants and angles, cameras and anger
I wonder if they're happy with their bodies on a page
Wonder how it feels, your face forever on display
Wonder what they'd do for a sick day
Can professionally healthy people show their stomachaches?
(N-n-not yours) This life's not real and it's not yours
Keep the truth close behind a locked door
They want to take what you have
Rebrand the lifestyle, sell the sacred in a pack
Everybody wears a mask
Everyone dances to the beats of someone else's past
History changes when you change the words it's written as
Don't be fooled by fantasies just because they're broadcast...

[Hook] x2
They're not as happy as they seem
(No...)
Emotions seep through like puppets bursting at the seams
(Woah...)
We can't even see the strings
(No...)
Life spent wasted on a manufactured dream...
[Verse 3]
We are all blind men
Arrogant enough to try to spy despite it
Erect an effigy of kindness
Then burn it all down 'cause you despise the likeness
All we're left with is ash
Gotta build new
Something true
Something that'll last
I can't even sight the right path
But somebody's gotta be the first to ignite the mask