Thinking and driving down the street commercialism's all I see advertising as I'm passing by wonder why they waste their time on me same story with the TV screen trying to sell me something I don't need or I could win it at the quiz me show is this real life, I'll never know I know this buying things is not why we exist nothing good could come of this who's getting rich, who benefits, I We've been getting bought and getting sold it goes on it's never getting old you try to find the lap of luxury you lose sight of your identity and sometimes I think of what they said The more you have, the happier you get cause even though I've got a lot of shit I guess I could use a little bit more just a little bit more I know this spending money has something addictive in it nothing good could come of