Success is not around you, it's not even in tomorrow. All it does is bind you to those defining your success.
Success is not around you, it’s not even in tomorrow.
All it does is bind you to those defining your success.
What is this debt that I’m repaying?
And all the people look the same
Because they’re all the fucking same.
Let’s all get together and have a little big party
With our secret handshake we speak in a secret language.
Lock up all the doors and look out of our big windows.
Spit on all the people failing to meet our standards.
These limits, this standard,
It’s more than symptomatic.
It’s a blindfold, it’s a costume.
Even the punks all look the same
Because they’re all the fucking same.
Too much guilt and anxiety = Life Long Apology.
Under the flag we look the same
And now it’s printed on your brain.
What is this debt that I’m repaying?