We are sheep in front of a new form of celebrity.
Social networks. Influencers. Followers. Your 10 year old daughter wants to be an Instagrammer to be rich when she gets older.
lyrics
Ten o’clock
Perfect time for the big opening
Put my Gucci shoes on, all eyes pointed at me
Fake smile on my face, ready to welcome my lambs
You guys just like cattle
Would lick the shit on my hands
Remember when this girl wrote me a comment once:
“What ‘you do for your living ?”
Come on, pay attention !
I’m here for nothing, pal
Shut up and listen to me
Subscribe to my channel of profanity
CHORUS
And you will hold your breath
(Come on, gimme your money)
Hoping for my speech to bring you eternal life
And I will suck your brains
(Come on, gimme your money)
My sins are uncovered when angels cry
Four o’clock
Fifty thousand views and clicks
I know you like to swallow sermons from my greedy lips
Envy my fancy house, my expensive breast
Your life is so dull, you can’t afford the best
And while you’re sitting here, all alone and ugly
Dropping a like or a share, but your life is empty
I sold myself to the devil to entertain
Do you hear the prophet ?
Do you feel the shame ?
credits
from Nothing but Real,
track released July 10, 2020
All tracks composed & performed by Nothing but Real
Recorded by Big foot studio & Le Poisson barbu
Mixed by Le poisson barbu
Mastered by Phase mastering
Art Direction Tom Kran [Nothing but Real]
Artworks by Chromatorium Music
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