Entertainment

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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All we are is entertainment
Caught up in our own derangement
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Tell us what to say and what to  do
All we are are pretty faces
Picture perfect bottled rage
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Packaged synthesized versions of  you

[Chorus]
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We'’ve all made petty fortunes but we can’t afford a life
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Confined to pullout quotes and hotel  rooms
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They all scream California and it’s toppeling empire
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But can't you see the end is coming soon

[Bridge]
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  Hey!

[Verse 2]
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       Come one,
come all the new sensation
Guarantees then obligations
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Spotlights follow every single move
Basking here on ten foot stages
Pouty lips and oh so jaded
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All as if we have something to  prove

[Chorus]
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Despite these petty fortunes we still can't afford a life
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Confined to pullout quotes and hotel  rooms
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They all scream California and its toppeling empire
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But can't you see the end is here

[Bridge]
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 And if we cared at all about this unknown plight
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Then we'd do something more to finally make this right

[Interlude 2]
This only entertainment?
Pull the curtains, places please
We've learned to sing and dance and cry on cue
But this is more than entertainment
In a world so sick with pain
This is the only thing that's real or true

[Chorus]
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We've all made petty fortunes but we can't afford a life
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Confined to pullout quotes and hotel  rooms
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They all scream bloody murder over graves already dug
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But can't you see the end

[Outro]
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