sorta like a laugh track or whacking off theyll get you off but its just not the real thing

trail bie aire
counting the days
counting the hours
but going back for missing seconds
if i had to guess
and because i do
i am sure i would mar that lesson

the house stands empty
maybe once it was a home
but never under your glow
now we alot our time
serving our crimes
as overspent youth begins to show

a nation away
from all those dreams
that leave no time for sleep
just noise and toys
millions of overrated joys
waiting for the recall of cheap