Scum - LOOK ALIVE lyrics
[Scum - LOOK ALIVE lyrics]
Scum of the earth
Taking and leaving trash
Never made to be here
Not a break in the fabric
Only a crack in the glass
Now you’re waiting on an algorithm
To tell you who to believe in
It’s falling apart, abandon hope
Get a grip, start letting it go
What is left but wasted dreams?
What a waste it’d be dying for nothing
A mental state, not a talent
Make your rage and habit look the same
It’s kinda tragic that they’re feeding
More paranoia than human beings
What never made any sense
Was spending all this time
Thinking I knew how to quit
I’ll stop running away
From what made me lose self-control
Crowded by cowards waiting in line
To rent out their souls
Listen to yourself when you talk
Maybe you’ll learn something
Listen to the world that you hate
Let it echo back to your wasted dream
No one’s ever satisfied
It’s fallen apart, abandon hope
Get a grip, start letting it go
What is left but wasted dreams?
What a waste it’d be dying for nothing
A mental state, not a talent
Make your heart and habit look the same
It’s kinda tragic that they’re feeding
More paranoia than human beings
What a shame
Such a waste
I lost my taste
A price to pay
Want to be everything
But defeated
Look at what I’ve become
I can’t see through the scum
Taking and leaving trash
Never made to be here
Not a break in the fabric
Only a crack in the glass
Now you’re waiting on an algorithm
To tell you who to believe in
It’s falling apart, abandon hope
Get a grip, start letting it go
What is left but wasted dreams?
What a waste it’d be dying for nothing
A mental state, not a talent
Make your rage and habit look the same
It’s kinda tragic that they’re feeding
More paranoia than human beings
What never made any sense
Was spending all this time
Thinking I knew how to quit
I’ll stop running away
From what made me lose self-control
Crowded by cowards waiting in line
To rent out their souls
Listen to yourself when you talk
Maybe you’ll learn something
Listen to the world that you hate
Let it echo back to your wasted dream
No one’s ever satisfied
It’s fallen apart, abandon hope
Get a grip, start letting it go
What is left but wasted dreams?
What a waste it’d be dying for nothing
A mental state, not a talent
Make your heart and habit look the same
It’s kinda tragic that they’re feeding
More paranoia than human beings
What a shame
Such a waste
I lost my taste
A price to pay
Want to be everything
But defeated
Look at what I’ve become
I can’t see through the scum