People love their cars
People love their dogs
People hate themselves
It's the magic of the marketplace

I'm uncomfortable in my own skin
Nothing ever goes right, i'm a bad person

Turns code into feelings
I wanna crawl up the ceiling
U-g-l-y you ain't got no alibi
You're hideous and boring
So why don't you just buy something

Bends our alienation
Into a masturbatory
Fantasy
The most meaningful
Nothing

It's magic
Everyone went fetal

Don't give your tamagotchi more food than it can handle
It'll eat itself to death
I pledge allegance to my lotto dreams
Those safety bears keep your bed wet