After Midnight Project

These pills are the medicine
That we use to hide behind when we're awake
Money is everything, we blanket ourselves under the greed
Fancy cars, elastic smiles, what a show
I better wrap my heart in cellophane
This is not the real thing
This is not real, is not real
You fake, you take, you break
Every thing around you
You still conceal
This is not the real thing
This is not the real thing
I delve for absolution,
But my thoughts get distracted by desire
Yea it's all about who you know
And it's all about being the biggest star
The sugar keeps us sweet for an hour at a time
All aboard the bullet train
This is not the real thing
This is not real, is not real
You fake, you take, you break
Every thing around you
You still conceal
This is not the real thing
This is not
I want it all and I want it now
Pick me up from the ground then throw me down
I'm scared of you