ATLAST - Empty Fame Lyrics

Red carpet's callin, sirens all around
Another face in the crowd, lost and confused, no sound
Of genuine laughter, only plastic smiles
Chasing shadows, climbing empty miles
This is fame, an empty place
And I don't want to look the same
Where everyone wins nothing and lose themselves
Don't trade your soul for a fleeting grace
A cardboard cutout, a pale plastic face
Same designer shoes, same designer dress
Same scripted line a symphony of emptiness
They yearn for the spotlight, the adoring gaze
But lose themselves in the manufactured haze
This is fame, an empty place
And I don't want to look the same
Where everyone wins nothing and lose themselves
Don't trade your soul for a fleeting grace
A cardboard cutout, a pale plastic face
This is a trend, the algorithm the guide to the end
Authenticity is a burden, nowhere to hide
They chase the likes, the comments, the fleeting acclaim
A digital prison, an endless, hollow life
This is fame, an empty place
And I don't want to look the same
Where everyone wins nothing and lose themselves
Don't trade your soul for a fleeting grace
A cardboard cutout, a pale plastic face