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Marching loud with your borrowed pain Plastic halos in the acid rain You sell your scars like souvenirs Every echo feeds your fears Glass hearts crack in the spotlight Heroes born from a comment fight Spin the wheel, scream your truth All you want is the noise and proof Every wound you fake to stay awake Welcome to the static parade Crucified on a trending thread Saint of sorrow, half awake, half dead Blame the world, but it won’t reply Real peace is what you never try Every cause turns fashion quick Empathy’s a viral trick Spin the wheel, scream your truth All you want is the noise and proof Every wound you fake to stay awake Welcome to the static parade Diagnosis: Terminal relevance Symptoms include self-pity, projection And an allergic reaction to reality Empty rage in a velvet cage You’ve turned your hurt into a stage Freedom starts when you let it fade Sometimes peace is just not caring today Spin the wheel, scream your truth All you want is the noise and proof Every wound you fake to stay awake Welcome to the static parade The crowd goes quiet Finally