Scrap Come the night of the flight from daily monotony wipe the mask its your task feed superficiality behind the smile of shallowness an `e` pops out like pumping ass TV lords design your mess annulling your interests fat exploiters getting rich old man`s blues mock youngsters' kitch yet their system perpetuates let`s revolt its getting late Conform your life away or wake up destroy the way Scrap the system.