Blindboss - Ego Echo
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Directed by Exit House Films. Songs written by Blindboss.
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EGO ECHO
So many things going on, you'll never get a hold of me.
Can't you tell how great I am by my scroll feed?
It's dark where I sit, alone. What's wrong with me?
The millennium's a hit. We're fake pieces of shit.
Single, swiping right to find a future enemy.
Strategic waiting period before texting.
It would be the end to find out you like me.
A challenging game. Keep up with my pace.
Disgust thrown around too much; nauseating.
Clown on the screen wants my attention badly.
There ain't enough LSD, beer or weed,
To keep me sane. So my ego goes untamed.
Now I'm in the gym taking 50 selfies.
Only one will do, phubb my trainer effortlessly.
Body's hashtag fab, inside its so drab,
Incapable of seeing what's really in front of me.
Can anyone get through to this new uniformity?
That's preaching independence by adhering to conformity.
I'm out of phase, crave my smartphone's embrace.
Ego chamber echoes hypocrite.
R.A.L.U.
Undoing everything we fought for valiantly.
I'd say I'm sick, the shoe already fits.
At first it was funny, you tried assuring me,
We're playing for keeps, locker talk on the cheap.
Oh how cliche! Another protest song today.
Headlines in the mirror faker than they appear.
To those asking why, get your head on out of mine,
Careless actions are brought to bear.
Crepuscular at dawn, the tweetin' yellow orange one.
We don't feel alive if we're not in a fight.
Inept is the norm, blame keeps us plenty warm.
Outcome of virtue having disappeared.
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