(Verse)
Neon halo on a plastic crown,
Ketchup saints in a paper town,
Grease-stained gospel on the radio,
“Bigger is better,” don’t you know? Stretch the cup till it blocks the sun,
We were small once—now we’re none.
(Pre-Chorus)
Pump the syrup in my veins,
Carbonated hurricane,
Fill it up till I can’t feel my face,
Make it large, make it take up space.
(Chorus)
Supersize the sky tonight,
Blow it up with neon light,
Golden arches, crucified,
On a bun where hope has died,
We don’t fight, we just buy—
Supersize the sky.
(Verse)
Billboard prophets ten feet tall,
Promising a feast for all,
Extra ounces, extra lies,
Freedom wrapped in apple pies. Playground kingdoms made of steel,
Dollar dreams in a value meal,
(Chorus)
Supersize the sky tonight,
Blow it up with neon light,
Golden arches, crucified,
On a bun where hope has died,
We don’t fight, we just buy—
Supersize the sky.
(Bridge)
Static hum of a drive-thru prayer,
“Would you like that bigger?”—yeah, I don’t care.
Make my sorrow a combo deal,
Add a toy so I don’t feel.
Ninety-nine cents for a piece of soul,
Add another, lose control,
Everything must multiply—
Even the hole inside.
(Pre-Chorus)
Pump the syrup in my veins,
Carbonated hurricane,
Fill it up till I can’t feel my face,
Make it large, make it take up space.
(Chorus)
Supersize the sky tonight,
Blow it up with neon light,
Golden arches, crucified,
On a bun where hope has died,
We don’t fight, we just buy—
Supersize the sky.
(Outro)
Paper cup crushed in my hand,
Grease like blood upon the land,
We asked for more, they gave the lie—
Supersize the sky.
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