Ugh, get the **** up
Yeah
Ugh
Ugh, all that I see in the face of
What you wanna be is a cleverly manicured fake
Just a cliché in a roleplay
Runnin' on praise 'cause irrelevance has no shame
Lie, 'cause you know that it's toxic
Beg, 'cause you can't help yourselves
Breed a parasocial disease at the hands of a screen you know so well
You're mine, mother****er (****er)
(So come and get it, come and get it)
When you fall, I'll be there as you hit the bottom
I am death by engagement
So **** you, you falsify truth to fabricate views
'Cause without 'em, you're nothing
So get ****ed or shut the **** up
I will never bow down to a platform of puppets playing God, go
Fear the pressure, feel the noise
Feed the vultures to fill the void
Farm deception, fuel the trend
Like a moth to a flame, you would burn for the content
Lie, 'cause you know that it's toxic
Beg, but you can't help yourselves
Cast your curse in the comments
So **** you, you falsify truth to fabricate views
'Cause without 'em, you're nothing
So get ****ed or shut the **** up
I will never bow down or submit to the judgment
Of powerless puppets playing God
Cash in all your clicks, let the drama dig a gold mine
Desperate for a fix as your pixel-perfect well dries
Grovel like a bitch on your knees for the applause
Lick the ****ing dirt off my boots like a good dog
Blegh
Cash in all your clicks 'til you're rich off the ragebait
Worthless on your own, just a slave to the hot take
Grovel like a bitch on your knees for the applause
Lick the ****ing dirt off my boots like a good dog
Vocals: Corey Taylor