Record Deal - Diorama

Trying to trick me into going on?

As if there was a higher duty

I’ve tried to add imagination

I’ve tried to read between the muddled lines

Without the genes to grasp the humour

I owe you not a single secret

A swank tale from my universe

To fashion yours

A good will sign to tame the distance

I’m person a you’re person b

In a simulated mystery

I’m person a you’re person b

In a never-ending play

To the gallery

Opinions zombify intentions

Opinions prattled ad infinitum

The ever same revolving avalanche

I’ll stay the king of isolation

My kingdom is trapped into a corrosive trance

And everyday becomes a suicide

I’m person a you’re person b

In a simulated mystery

I’m person a you’re person b

In a never-ending play

To the gallery

I’m tired of it tired of it

I’m tired of it tired of it

The same lines the same chords the same procedure as every year

Give me a record deal and I will change the world

Give me a record deal and I will change the world