
Lyrics
Intro -
Yeah...
Welcome to the circus.
Everyone's famous for nothin'.
And nothin's famous for everyone.
Let's talk about it...
Verse 1
Everybody want a ring light, nobody want a job
Everybody want the spotlight, nobody want the sob
The story of the struggle, they just want the happy end
Skip the part where you bleed, just show me where the trends begin
Influencers in mansions who ain't never built a thing
Sellin' you a lifestyle that they bought with borrowed dreams
They'll tell you "Link in bio" like it's the new religion
And you'll click it, and you'll buy it, and you'll call it a decision
Reality TV stars who ain't got no reality
Just a script and a villain and a manufactured tragedy
They'll cry on cue for camera, then they'll laugh all the way to bank
While you sittin' at home feelin' empty and you can't
Figure out why you're lonely when you're "connected" to a million
But a million ain't a friendship, it's a number, it's a prison
We traded conversation for a comment and a like
Traded presence for a pixel, traded day for the night
Verse 2 -
The kids wanna be YouTubers, nobody wanna read
Nobody wanna struggle, everybody wanna speed
To the top, to the fame, to the money, to the clout
But they don't wanna know what the other side's about
The anxiety, the pressure, the "you're only as good as your last"
The "if you fall off, we'll forget you fast"
The algorithm's a monster that eats you alive
And spits you out when the next kid arrives
We got grown men dancin' for a dollar and a view
Got grandmothers on OnlyFans, what the hell we gon' do?
Got politicians twerkin' for the youth vote
Got pastors on the 'Gram sellin' you a new hope
For a small donation, for a monthly fee
For a "blessing" that'll never set you free
We laugh at the Kardashians, but we watch every episode
We mock the influencers, but we follow every road
They tell us to go down, 'cause we the ones who made 'em
We the ones who gave 'em power, then we turn around and hate 'em
Verse 3 -
We livin' in a simulation, a satirical joke
Where the loudest and the dumbest are the ones who get the most
Where a TikTok dance can make you richer than a doctor
Where a viral moment matters more than bein' proper
We raised a generation on a diet of distraction
Then we wonder why they can't focus, why they can't take action
We sold 'em dopamine and called it entertainment
Then we blame 'em for the outcome, that's the ultimate arraignment
But I ain't exempt, I'm guilty too
I scroll, I like, I share, I do the things I'm tellin' you
The difference is I see it, and I'm tryna break the chain
Tryna find the real amongst the plastic and the vain
So turn the phone off, look around, look someone in the eye
Have a conversation that ain't filtered through a lie
'Cause when the lights go out and the algorithm dies
The only thing that's real is the truth behind your eyes
Outro -
We famous for nothin'.
Dyin' for likes.
Livin' for comments.
And forgettin' how to live.
Still here. Still awake. Still scrollin'.
But tryna stop.
(Click.)

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