Lyric

RENT-A-MOB

Phone lights up

Fresh execution

Nobody asks

For a resolution

One clipped second

That’s enough

Everybody suddenly knows too much

Your face grows legs

Runs all day

Strangers cashing your name away

Popcorn thumbs

Predator eyes

Buying tickets with somebody’s life

They don’t want truth

Truth takes time

They want smoke

Before nine

PASS

THE

BODY

PASS IT LEFT

PASS IT RIGHT

EVERY CLICK

TAKES A BITE

PASS

THE

BODY

WHO’S IT NOW?

WHEN THIS ONE’S EMPTY

FIND ANOTHER MOUTH

He sells sermons

Between ad breaks

Every outrage

Pays by the day

Perfect haircut

Perfect grin

Perfect timing

To cash it in

The crowd ain’t angry

The crowd gets fed

Chewing strangers

Like slices of bread

Refresh

Laugh

Refresh

Point

Refresh

Gone

Next joint

No funeral

No goodbye

Just another name

Floating by

Tomorrow’s saint

Tomorrow’s stain

Depends who’s editing

The frame

Nobody pauses

Nobody waits

Mercy expires

When numbers inflate

You call it content

I call it rent

Paid with lives

Already spent

PASS

THE

BODY

DON’T STOP NOW

SOMEONE’S RUIN

PAYS SOMEHOW

PASS

THE

BODY

KEEP IT FAST

YOU DON’T MISS PEOPLE

YOU MISS THE CAST

WHEN THE CHEERING

FINALLY ENDS

WHO’S LEFT

TO BURY YOUR FRIENDS?