Ink is running down their arms
Forming letters on their fists
Lines outside the barbershops
They're all cut up so slick
All the girls collide here's another hype
Eating kale and hashtag fit
While the judges cry on prime time
Oh I get so sick of it
Fuck them they all look the same
Waiting for the next big wave
See them catch on
See it wash them all away
Anywhere the wind will blow
Anywhere the stream will flow
To the places where
I swear I'11 never go
Headlines turn to timelines
Turn the fiction into news
Unsatisfied and paralyzed
You crave for something new
Fuck them they all act the same
Waiting for the next big wave
See them catch on
See it wash them all away
Anywhere the wind will blow
Anywhere the stream will flow
To the places where
I swear I'11 never go
You don't want to know
I don't want to know, you
Fuck them they all sound the same
Waiting for the next big wave
See them catch on
See it wash them all away
Anywhere the wind will blow
Anywhere the stream will flow
To the places where
I swear I'll never go
I don't wanna go
I don't wanna go
I don't want to go
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