Reality channel by channel, believe what you see
We are so compelled to live for the scene
Such a gaping hole, morals lose again
World's served silver platter, so let's dig in.
Bon appetit!
Fill it up to the brim, spilling the logic
How have we come this far down the stream?
Without the arms to row
The oars are beckoning
The falls are growing close
Jump ship and fall to your fate.
Keep holding on, this view's left me thirsting for more.
Jump! Fall to your fate!