[Verse 1: Josh Dies] Bite down on the pop culture spoon Crack the trend chasing teeth on the marble cold gloom Portland, Oregon is a dead museum with no fizz An empty fridge Godzilla took a stroll through the bankrupt golden gate bridge Stop the a**embly line, the 3D printed new man Silence the copy paste copy paste copy paste bands Milk h*mogenized without the cream on top Planet world wide web that time forgot New York is sinking in a hotbed of snakes She's got her tail in her teeth, she's got her foot on the brakes Force fed the derivatives until we soil the bed Carbon copied, so scared, so dead [Chorus: Whitney Depaoli and Loni Evans] B-u-r-n the f-e-a-r Find t-h-e-m What e-v-e-r Everything you o-w-n ends up owning y-o-u And now you know what to do And now you know what to do [Verse 2: Josh Dies] Line up at the door with your skull in your hands Assume the mantra majority of supply and demand The three piece suit behind the princess of downloads Coiled underneath the hot lamp of outgrowth Every mirror is nestled 'neath a blanket of flies Staring at the abyss and afraid to die Into the fibergla** optical maze The delusions of grandeur that last for a day [Chorus: Josh Dies, Whitney Depaoli and Loni Evans] B-u-r-n the f-e-a-r Find t-h-e-m What e-v-e-r Everything you o-w-n ends up owning y-o-u And now you know what to do And now you know what to do