Compelled by Mediocrity - Murder Construct

Here we are, you finally made it

Into this world, custom tailored to fit

The dies have been matched

The molds have been cast

Now sit your ass down, here’s how it is

I’ve taken control of «The Biz»

We dictate every which way you go

What life holds you for today

No where, what or how

You were born with a silver macbook pro in your mouth

Whilst you’re on the top of the world

Mommy and daddy still have their doubts

We hate you kids!

For what you did

Or tried to do

You should be killed

And your blood spilled

Your cookie cutting

Your imagery means nothing

Behind your 9-string, musically bluffing

Here comes your breakdown

King with a fake crown

Governing shit town

And making shit sounds

On a shit label

With shit intentions

We must demolish

This fucking turd you polished

Born to suck

Born to regurgitate other idiots mistakes

Bred to be the same

Bred to be the same

Bred to be the same

Bred for lame

Bred for lame

Bred for lame

You finally did it!

From the garage to the stage in 20 minutes

Your ṗersistence paid off

Pointing and clicking makes life so enriching

The future, the way

What’s that they say?

An idiot is born every minute of everyday

The future, the way

What’s that they say?

An idiot is born every minute of everyday