MEAT KANNER (Ft. Hey Violet)

[Verse 1: KANNER]
Aren't you afraid
We're getting kinda drunk on the fame?
When you die, they'll flip your remains
Flush you like a fish down the drain

Run away from your age
'Cause getting old is a plague
Put a bullet in your brain
Or a syringe to your face

[Pre-Chorus: KANNER]
Fuck this energy
I'm so sick of me
Every time I'm moving up
I sell another piece of me

Fuck this energy
I'm so sick of me
They say you gotta sell your soul
I guess I'm just a piece of meat

[Chorus: KANNER]
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Sacrificial lamb for the camera
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Welcome to the land of propaganda