Story Behind the Song
I was thinking about L.A. and people clawing their way up the ladder of fame. It kind of bums me out that your worth as a person 'round here ultimately comes down to your ability as a salesman.
-warren
Lyrics
It's in this tragedy you play,
You know this world is such a stage,
You helicoptor over Trees,
Spread disease.
The actress starts to feign distress
The stage cracks underneath her dress.
It's a matter of progress,
The Actress at your feet,
It's a matter of progress,
A broken Industry.
There's something we can gleen from this,
10 million ways we don't exist,
I have no symapthy for this cruel game.
The actress starts to feign distress
The stage cracks underneath her dress.
It's a matter of progress,
The Actress at your feet,
It's a matter of progress,
A broken Industry.
We're designed to follow,
These straight lines,
And love them so.
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