Atmosphere - Commodities lyrics

Everybody, everybody want to be somebody
Go gotta be, there's no probably
You can talk to me after the party
It's just monotony, human commodities

Don't you just
Don't you just love that profile page?
Where we use our voice and take the stage
Just to get repped for future endeavors
When you only special
As physical measurements
Pardon me if what I speak seems amiss
Like anyone, we looking for a reason to exist
Validate the little ego cause we seeking it
But we only get attention from the neediest
Sex symbolic, took it literal
But the visual change with
The wind that blows
And it shows cause we don't tiptoe
We got the tendencies to
Disclose too much info
Everybody, everybody want to be famous yeah
So we ask Santa Claus for fake tit's huh
Let's take steps to
Embrace the objectification
And fix your face next

Yeah you're attractive, anyone's attractive
What? That's not magic
In fact when I last checked
You got casted as an extra, fantastic
But why don't you tone it down
To bout half as dramatic
Can't dance past without a
Glance at the glass
Still won't admit that you
Practised that accent
Your personalities are canvas
You wanna impress me? Go
Fix a decent sandwich
Come on chuckles, grab a cluster of struggles
Muster up the guts to tattoo
'em on your knuckles
Broken models causing troubles
Frozen nostrils, solve that puzzle
How many photo albums
Full of self-indulgence?
Cellphones, so portrait's can be helmed
On your favorite internet
Social network rebellion
Got me wondering what the fuck you selling

Everybody, everybody want to be somebody
Go gotta be, there's no probably
You can talk to me after the party
It's just monotony, human commodities