I am the king of no one
I just waited
For some bastard to take my place
Over there and far beyond these mirrors
It is not worth looking for your place
In a place like that
You only need your fucking
Address books
Chorus:
They push you from behind
You are part of the system
They push you from behind
They manufactured you from scratch
They push you from behind
It is the jackpot for the bank
I am the king of today
Because they have always put me in place
I am the whore that the system
Wants to act as if it were a program
I am the sidereal void
I have no conscience
I am simply programmed
To have to deceive you
Chorus:
They push you from behind
You are part of the system
They push you from behind
They manufactured you from scratch
They push you from behind
It is the jackpot for the bank
Stay there sitting still
And pretend to exist
Tell yourself it is for your own good
That you must never know
That fucking hidden truth...
I do this for you
Try to understand
Chorus:
They push you from behind
You are part of the system
They push you from behind
They manufactured you from scratch
They push you from behind
It is the jackpot for the bank
A credit for every sorrow
A credit for the illusion
A credit for the essential
A credit to enrich myself
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