Die Happy - Metric

So what is this so-so-society?

Still drinking that Kool-Aid like it’s free

Still popping that poison, po-po-po

Political you know how it goes

Is this dystopia?

Is this dystopia?

Is this dystopia?

Is this dystopia?

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is the look in your eye)

What will you ask?

(While we wait for the past to arrive)

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is your head in the sand)

Time that we waste

(While we wait for the future to land)

Die happy

In the summertime

So happy

I could die

This city is thick with common thieves

Still passing around the same disease

Who’s running this town and why are we?

Still drinking that Kool-Aid like it’s free

In this dystopia

In this dystopia

In this dystopia

In this dystopia

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is the look in your eye)

What will you ask?

(While we wait for the past to arrive)

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is your head in the sand)

Time that we waste

(While we wait for the future to land)

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is your desolate smile)

If I need it

(Though we shelter the thing for a while)

Fame is the bait

(And the switch is the touch of your hand)

Time that we waste

(While we wait for the future to land)

Die happy

In the summertime

So happy

I could die

Die happy

In the summertime

So happy

I could die

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