Strangers, bicker
Memories, flicker
I disillusion on demand
And I can't breathe nor I can't stand
The smog, the taste
Of the air and the waste
Of the words I have to hear
It's all pollution in my ear
So stop
Drop
And roll
At the show
Move
Your arms
And lose control
Ignore
The holes
On your backs and know
That you're just not
In full control
Make a deal, know the cost
Doesn't matter, lost it all
Thanks for playing truth or dare
You played it safe
So stop
Drop
And roll
At the show
Move
Your arms
And lose control
Ignore
The holes
On your backs and know
That you're just not
In full control
So stop
Drop
And roll
At the show
Move
Your arms
And lose control
Ignore
The holes
On your backs and know
That you're just not
In full control
Hug all your loved ones
Surround yourself with all your peers
The hologram is realer than what it appears