[Verse 1] Step right up to the velvet rope Feeding the camera, choking on hope A cellular trap for a modern disease We're begging the screen on our blistered knees [Verse 2] Bought the ticket, you love the display Replaying the trauma from yesterday The director is laughing, the script has been bled They're trading the living for ghosts in your head A fashionable panic, a beautiful crime We're choking the chain just to kill a little time [Chorus] Feed the real, feel the wheel Make them beg for something real Make them beg for something real Where the projection ends, the madness begins [Verse 3] Cut the cord, wear the collar [Verse 4] So quiet in the theater of your own decay Applaud the shadows as they chase the light away You are the actor, the executioner The ghosts devouring the things that you should feel the most [Chorus] Look at the static, absorb the disease Let me out, let me out Look at the static, fall to your knees Turn it off Look at the static, become the machine [Chorus] Shut it down Black the screen Shut it down Wash it clean [Outro] Choke the chain Choke the chain
