Quality of Life

So if i've got your contempt, then know you've got mine
covet a home of trinkets, living supine
so tell me what is real and all that constitutes that
a collared man breathes on your neck, they're on your back
Intact, fuck that, I pity you.

Validation, valediction
What's the difference now?
eschew the standard
turn the paradigm upside down
You could be happy, if you wanted to be.

Don't feel obliged to live a life you never wanted to
the best way out is straight through
let intuition guide you
You could be happy, if you wanted to be.
But you know that you don't.

Don't you pay no heed to those who take no liberties
the way of the sheep is not for me
(behind your walls, you cannot see)
I'm glad you met the standard
so pleased you met your quota
it's myopic
hand in your pocket
mind on your wallet
fuck that i pity you.
Live for you.

(Back) So bring it back to me
(True) So tell me honestly
(When) My friend, don't lie to me
did you ever really love everything that you did
and everywhere that you've been?
are you just scared to live?
So don't accuse me of living a life i'll regret
i'm not, you're a hypocrite - another marionette.

So hold your hands high
you abide by your strings in the sky
dancing to a preordained lie
you're a marionette.