T.V. told me radio’s dead,
You’re a radio head,
Where you gonna get the news from next?
The internet says all that telly in your head is cancer,
You don’t care no more though you’re like (Fuck it)
21st century animals, I’ll be American,
When I have it all, I’ll live full luxury while telling them,
They could have it too as if it’s true that wealth is fairer than,
Colour of the skin, my pigment is my own inheritance
I like advertise, my specialty is what you really want!
I’m not selling dreams, I’m selling everything you ever got!
Give a jingle, show some colour, trick a couple idiots,
Now the world is mine and all because I package everyone,
Screaming-

You don’t know me!
You don’t know me!
Can’t control me! You don’t know what I need!
Nah!
It’s so lonely!
Think you own me!
Give me space, please, I can barely breath!
Oh God, God...

Oh no, not again, they’re tryna talk to me…
Stop tryna talk to me…
They always talk to me…
They only talk at me…
So why you asking me?

Every day I wake up feel the same,
I’m saying fuck that!
Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain,
I’m saying fuck that!
All these adverts taking way too long,
I’m saying fuck that!
All these slogans caught up in my brain,
I’m saying fuck that! (x2)

Don’t you love our brand?
We would love to have you!
Anytime you're feeling like, love to finally hear from you!
Don’t we all love to have nice things, sometimes?
Don’t you want them all too?
Uh.
Lost my mind and for what? What?
Now I’m broke and for what? What?
All I wanted is what? What-
Ever I never had got- got,
Now I’m lost thinking what? What-
Was the point of it all now, when the world changed,
And the worth of it was what? What-
Ever master said it costs, costs
I don’t know what I want, want,
You tell me what I like, love, need,
How much that I need and what- what-
The price that I pay is and not- not-
If I can afford or not- not,
I wanna own all you got- got,
You wanna take all I own and I’m fine I don’t mind giving you what I got- got
Don’t want to recap what these bad thoughts,
Do to the mind when you’re distracted from,
Real reality and need much more,
Economy interest to keep on form,
And greed is easy to not control,
Consumerist hijacks, and on the dole,
The humorous aspects can get so dull,
Until I’m broken and insecure
Don’t leave bed till the shops are closed,
Adam and Eve still believe in Fairy Liquid,
And Depop clothes
Coca-Cola can make a soul,
P.G Tips, the Tea Party want to free the guns and eat you whole,
But best believe the state is on your phone,
Watching who, what, where and why you call,
Don’t call on me at all,
No...

Love when you talk to me
Love how you talk to me
I wish you’d talk to me
Why don’t you talk to me?

You don’t know me,
You don’t know me,
Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah

You don’t know me,
You don’t know me,
Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah...

Every day I wake up feel the same,
I’m saying fuck that!
Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain,
I’m saying fuck that!
All these adverts taking way too long,
I’m saying fuck that!
All these slogans caught up in my brain,
I’m saying fuck that! (x2)