I walk on hollow potential

Only to scream in order to be heard

My speech is fully scripted

Your counter argument written in pen on your hand

The emotion is fake as the lights from above

And the people in the crowd

Fake smiles for miles

They applaud our plastic ways

I've been pretending to love for so long

I can't remember hate

Deus Ex Machina save me from myself

I cry without tears and hide my face

So you can't see the grin

Drama is my heroin

You're the needle

Push it in