Ad Astra - Fake Lyrics
Ascending from the common, look into the bottomIt will call you soonIt’s all too perfect, like a growing insectYou’re locked up in a cocoon(still it’s like an empty tomb)For your audience, all you do make senseSo little to care aboutThey like it best when they are impressedBy your mighty bank account(The days you’d better start to count)One day I’ll see you crawling deep beneath the dirt of yourSerenity you broadcast from a sickening world so purely fakeYou’re not different, just a human fragmentThat’s nothing but sold and boughtThe spotlight’s shining and the cams are rollingThe peace of mind you’ve sought(the peace of a mind without a thought)