Paroles de The Price Of Emptiness

I bought happiness in twelve installments It arrived in the wrong box, along with the windows Of the empty apartment I bought to be somebody I have everything I needed, and yet I'm nothing either Capital told me, consume and exist Descartes bought it too, I think, then I resist No! I think, then I buy, then I identify With the brand that sells me what I already had inside Soul clearance sale, two for one on the ego Free shipping on illusion, returns without attachment Marx performed an autopsy on this corpse a long time ago But the line at the mall doesn't stop for a moment Emptiness wrapped in bubble wrap Delivered to your door, without a single sheet Of instructions, because emptiness Has no manual, just more empty consumption Sartre said, the other completes me and destroys me Today, the other is a product the algorithm chose to grind up A relationship with an expiration date, with a limited warranty Exchange within seven days, if the soul arrives damed A showcase existence, being-for-others full-time Authenticity on clearance, flash sale online Who am I outside the brand I've built? An unanswerable question, and the payment is due in april You have no style You have a product No identity Just a full shopping cart The essence you seek Isn't on the shelf But you'll be back tomorrow Because the sale won't wait Emptiness wrapped in bubble wrap Delivered to your door, without a single away I'll return it all, I want my true self back But the authentic self, comes without a receipt