Factory

[Verse 1: Eyedea] The stars in your eyes are almost blinding. I know I should look away I'm honestly trying I act like I'm here, It's really hard to care For there's a thin line between your wit and your whining I'm just a shadow in your shining, I look forward to putting it all behind me Kneel before your ego, it's funny how some people Have a way of making the milky-way look tiny Somewhere between the drama and the dry heave Collapse on command using gravity to guide me You're so hip-hop You're so punk rock You're so so so so cliche [Hook] You look the same to me. Uncomfortable in your skin Colorless eyes and no mouth. I'm never interested. I plot my recovery And sleep in the mold of your milk You look the same to me. Uncomfortable in your skin. Colorless eyes and no mouth. Don't tell me there's nothing wrong Don't tell me there's nothing wrong You got the credit for my kill [Verse 2: Eyedea] The stars look like eyes. Judging as they gaze upon The long face you wear when it's your right to say they're wrong You put no one above you. But they can tell you're troubled As you pick up your things and sleep alone when the day is done You used to get in fights for fun It's your way of getting close to someone when you don't know how to love I feel sorry for you. Even though your fans adore you The more you try to wiggle your way loose, the more you get stuck You're so sex You're so drugs You're so rock and roll You're so in the moment You're so self centered You're so sad, cause you're so so so so cliche [Hook] You look the same to me. Uncomfortable in your skin Colorless eyes and no mouth. I'm never interested. I plot my recovery And sleep in the mold of your milk You look the same to me. Uncomfortable in your skin Colorless eyes and no mouth Don't tell me there's nothing wrong Don't tell me there's nothing wrong You got the credit for my kill