Get off my back, you friendly tumor Clinging like cheap cologne in the elevator I built this cage from your good intentions Now you’re charging rent on the ventilation Smile wider, they got HD on the misery Pixels don’t catch the rot in the periphery …periphery… One more selfie with the existential dread Caption: “Living my best life” – yeah, the one that’s already dead (already dead… ) Smile at the camera, teeth like broken glass Wave to the void, make the nothing laugh Get off my back or join the exhibit I’m the main attraction in this quiet shit Quiet shit… Smile… wave… Your pep rallies taste like rust on silver spoons “Keep smiling” mandates from the happy goons I nod like a bobblehead on a dashboard to hell Counting the cracks in the ceiling where the real me fell They want vulnerability, but only the marketable kind Raw enough for likes, sanitized for the timeline Smile at the camera, teeth like broken glass Wave to the void, make the nothing laugh Get off my back or buy a ticket Front row to the freak who learned the trick Learned the trick… Smile… wave… exhibit… Look, mom, no hands on the wheel Just autopilot and a practiced appeal The algorithm says I’m thriving, stats don’t lie Meanwhile the man in the mirror’s learning how to die In 4K. With filters. And a witty reply. Hilarious, right? Pass the popcorn for the slow-motion cry. Smile at the camera… (get off my back) Smile at the camera… (teeth like broken glass) Smile… wave… exhibit complete The show’s over, but the feed never sleeps Get off my back… Teeth like broken glass… Feed never sleeps… never sleeps… (quiet shit… exhibit… void laugh…)
