Shallow lives, shallow sense of self
"We're on the map, yeah"
"We've made it"
Look at all these shiny people.
Look at their opulence.
Their quick wit.
Their seductive ways.
"We're on the map, yeah"
"We've made it"
They eat off our palms now.
They fill our heads with praise.
Shallow shallow shallow shallow.
So shallow.
Nauseatingly sweet.
Unnatural.
Be the Love of my life.
Bring me down.
Tear me apart.
Devour me whole.
Kill me.
Kill me please.
Kill me before I kill myself.
