The populace has expectations, unreal just like simulations.
Still backed by self endowed elation that's somewhat similar to masturbation.
Fuck you're destruction, I chose creation, because it's much more positive than just the sensation of living your life without hesitation or choking and dying through classification by judgment so biased we all face damnation, go ahead and argue your point there's no justification.

Shut up and stand in line while you wait your turn to bite the bullet and die
I refuse to eat shit while the rich drink their wine
They're running out of pocket space, we're running out of time
So you judge me, and I'll judge you
You say you hate my lifestyle and views, and I hate yours too
You got your cash so green while we're hanging here dry and blue
You keep on taking all that you can from the poor, so what, so what, so what is new?

You say your also people but I think that you're all trolls, just green goblins using holograms to harvest all the gold so that you can make more microchips to have a sense of control on the innocent and starving that you push into a hole.
You force them all to fight to death because you have no soul.
You say this is all progress but your plans all seem to fold
Sit upon your pedestals like a shining star so bold, but the truth is that you're ugly deep inside because you grew cold.

Shut up and stand in line while you wait your turn to bite the bullet and die
I refuse to eat shit while the rich drink their wine
They're running out of pocket space, we're running out of time
So you judge me, and I'll judge you
You say you hate my lifestyle and views, and I hate yours too
You got your cash so green while we're hanging here dry and blue
You keep on taking all that you can from the poor, so what, so what, so what is new?

Well these folks are all just suffering because you're dead inside, because of your Cleaver Family ideas with which you side, as you march on backs of workers some of which worked till they died, so that you can say you built this company but all you did was take a ride.
one day we all stand together the poor, the sick, the gentrified, so that we can escape this deadly melting pot before we all get fried.

Shut up and stand in line while you wait your turn to bite the bullet and die
I refuse to eat shit while the rich drink their wine
They're running out of pocket space, we're running out of time
So you judge me, and I'll judge you
You say you hate my lifestyle and views, and I hate yours too
You got your cash so green while we're hanging here dry and blue
You keep on taking all that you can from the poor, so what, so what, so what is new?