Track one Lyrics

My life is a paradox Seems that I care a lot Meaning that I stare a lot But I don't give a fuck
Armchair compassionate Accessory fashion it Get me a character fit to assassinate I generalize, criticize, amplify
Exemplifying what? Take a shot Then sell it while the barrel's hot Lying there and rotting, thinking what do I crave? Slave to the market, market for the slaves
I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you
Social stand-outs with plastic obsessions Commercial handouts for catchy confessions I've got the fear that I'm gonna get afflicted With a means to an end, I'm contradicted
Lost my integrity just momentarily Grab its sorry ass and pin the fucker down please Slap it in the face till it quits the hysteric Rhetoric, then my friend you can fucking bury it
I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you
I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you
I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you
I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you I'm just a sucker like you