What defines us destroys us
What entices us devours us
What defines us destroys us
What entices us devours us
You will gladly feed your hands into the garbage disposal
Of perceived love for some sort of connection you will always lack
You will kindly hurdle towards the wood-chipper of vague celebrity
For a few more severed thumbs subscribed to the thought
A carrot on a stick, line-leading lemmings off a cliff
For a life of constant surveillance: forfeit your face for a feeding tube
Of endless advertisements to fatten up your cancerous carcass
Until your can't fit through the door frame
Until they need a saw to cut you in half
So that you make your way down the conveyor belt more efficiently
Methodically separated from your vitamin deficient bones
Until all your sad fragments forget what it's like to be whole
If you ain't buying what they're selling (Buying what they're selling)
You're destined to rot on a shelf
You life has become a ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
A ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
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What defines us destroys us
What entices us devours us
What defines us destroys us
What entices us devours us
You will gladly feed your hands into the garbage disposal
Of perceived love for some sort of connection you will always lack
You will kindly hurdle towards the wood-chipper of vague celebrity
For a few more severed thumbs subscribed to the thought
A carrot on a stick, line-leading lemmings off a cliff
For a life of constant surveillance: forfeit your face for a feeding tube
Of endless advertisements to fatten up your cancerous carcass
Until your can't fit through the door frame
Until they need a saw to cut you in half
So that you make your way down the conveyor belt more efficiently
Methodically separated from your vitamin deficient bones
Until all your sad fragments forget what it's like to be whole
If you ain't buying what they're selling (Buying what they're selling)
You're destined to rot on a shelf
You life has become a ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
A ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
What entices us devours us
What defines us destroys us
What entices us devours us
You will gladly feed your hands into the garbage disposal
Of perceived love for some sort of connection you will always lack
You will kindly hurdle towards the wood-chipper of vague celebrity
For a few more severed thumbs subscribed to the thought
A carrot on a stick, line-leading lemmings off a cliff
For a life of constant surveillance: forfeit your face for a feeding tube
Of endless advertisements to fatten up your cancerous carcass
Until your can't fit through the door frame
Until they need a saw to cut you in half
So that you make your way down the conveyor belt more efficiently
Methodically separated from your vitamin deficient bones
Until all your sad fragments forget what it's like to be whole
If you ain't buying what they're selling (Buying what they're selling)
You're destined to rot on a shelf
You life has become a ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
A ghost room
A ship in a bottle
Fit only for observation
Writer: Jillian Keats, Nick Andriuolo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid