She called herself a breakdown

Though she didn't mean it then

The critics loved it so she said it so much

She became the full embodiment

And sunk down with the sin

Her boyfriend knocked the walls down

Though it wasn't what he meant

And by the time he had that gun in his mouth

There was no left left around him

To give back the things he'd spent

All those hours in that cramped little van

Hoping for the gears of that machine

And when they fill my plate, believe me I eat

But the aftertaste tastes just like Soylent Green

There's so much blood there on the grandstand

Yeah, it's great to watch them die

Children praying for their place, it's so real

How can you not afford a ticket to

A travelling suicide?

If all the magic's smoke and mirrors

If it isn't even there

If it's all about just money and hype

Maybe you can give some reason

Why you think that I should care

"Don't you want to be the one they all love?"

I can't lie, at times I wish I held that scene

But as the crimes unfold and suits go home safe

And I crush my amp right off of the stage

Go fish magic, can I catch it? I try

To let you feel exactly what I mean

I want to reach you, but God give me the strength

To hold you free and clean from Soylent Green