Heaven's a misquote Sermons ruined my head All these people Surrounding me like insects Tried being elastic Existence is sarcastic Feel shame, it's okay Feel shame, get paid Entertainment Flippin' through the stations Oh, dismissive Collector of sensations Existence is sarcastic Slowly turning plastic Feel shame, it's okay Feel shame, get paid I see through your facade It's nothing more than a mask That you don't want to take off But you feel lonely in a way Like the days feel frayed From the ties you severed Trying to get your way Feel shame, it's okay Feel shame, get paid Three chords are overlord, woah! Consequences don't seem so direct anymore And you don't have any problems 'Cause you're just too drunk to solve them But don't worry Responsibility is just a solvent