Day Trade lyrics

Nobody knows what freedom is Living tied up, caged in the illusion that Everything could be as wanted Only make more prisoners Nice hair, clean shoes, how they look good When someone needs they’re not in the mood Nice hair, clean shoes, do I look good? Among these people I feel ready to shoot Nobody knows what true love is When daily trading feelings for a novelty Living the: I lives; money with more lies Surrounded by new slots of emptiness Nice hair, clean shoes, how they look good When someone needs they’re not in the mood Nice hair, clean shoes, do I look good? Among these people I feel ready to shoot It's funny how they are all dead inside Fun to see how everyone walks in line Humans without guilt losing nothing Being a face in the crowd By the way Who-are-you-if you’re -not-yourself Every day they wear these masks And show their happy lives Dipped in the shards of their own ego It's funny how they are all dead inside Fun to see how everyone walks in line Humans without guilt losing nothing Being a face in the crowd By the way Who-are-you-if you’re -not-yourself