[Verse 1]
Can't commit, do it for the smash hit
Do it for the lyrics and the melody, the fame
Monetise the holy grails of your private life
For the sake of a household name

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Label said you needed a new tune
We ended in the afternoon
Hope our messy break can bring you some clean inspiration
The papers missed your fatal flaw
Artistry is a demon with claws
I know that you crave pain in moderation

[Refrain]
And when your songs come on I'm gonna switch the station

[Verse 2]
Mourner's high
You get drunk on the public eyе
All hail the camera king
Calling up your producer whеnever you feel fucked
Just in case it's your next big break

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Label said you needed a new tune
I am the salt inside your wound
Hope my sting can finally bring you some clean inspiration
The tabloids don't know you enjoy
Falling apart to fill the void
I know that you crave pain in moderation
[Refrain]
And when your songs come on I'm gonna switch the station

[Instrumental with distorted vocals]

[Outro]
A tale for the modern ages, we're mummified online
Archived posts on our insta pages show our faces side by side
When the well's dried up and your songs all suck
'Cause you've severed all your ties
The world will keep spinning and crowds will stop listening
What you'll have left is what you left behind