[Verse 1]
Tie an army to your bootstraps, coffee in your cup
Walking with an ancient boombap, screaming
What the fuck
In 2009 critics line is net form and kids want fans before they even sweat for em
Forced into a basement that's baking in the sun
With million other vagrants, they pay us just to run
See, planet earth's a treadmill, I'm tryna get my gun
Before they drop flights and stop air travel to my lungs
Dial an operator, got a problem with the matrix
Tired of being overlooked because we never say shit
Some might even go as far to say I lack passion
That's probably because I stowed it on a friendship that's crashing
Asking for a little respect and ration
While we get the lashing for seeking compassion
I once begged to use Compuserve as a teen
Yesterday I saw a murder on my computer screen
You see, fads and phases have swept the ages
Turning real places into a digital day trip
The basic nature is a devilish component
That forces us to capture the moment, and own it
[Hook]
But have you ever reached out on your own
For a dream that you could hold?
Looked 'round at what was going down
Seemed just out of control
And if you ever looked down deep inside but couldn't even find a soul
Then you know that this Truman show is like stumbling down a winding road
Tie an army to your bootstraps, coffee in your cup
Walking with an ancient boombap, screaming
What the fuck
In 2009 critics line is net form and kids want fans before they even sweat for em
Forced into a basement that's baking in the sun
With million other vagrants, they pay us just to run
See, planet earth's a treadmill, I'm tryna get my gun
Before they drop flights and stop air travel to my lungs
Dial an operator, got a problem with the matrix
Tired of being overlooked because we never say shit
Some might even go as far to say I lack passion
That's probably because I stowed it on a friendship that's crashing
Asking for a little respect and ration
While we get the lashing for seeking compassion
I once begged to use Compuserve as a teen
Yesterday I saw a murder on my computer screen
You see, fads and phases have swept the ages
Turning real places into a digital day trip
The basic nature is a devilish component
That forces us to capture the moment, and own it
[Hook]
But have you ever reached out on your own
For a dream that you could hold?
Looked 'round at what was going down
Seemed just out of control
And if you ever looked down deep inside but couldn't even find a soul
Then you know that this Truman show is like stumbling down a winding road
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