Your parties are monstrosities
Your dance is so diseased
Your anthems are each other’s mime
I don’t belong to this time

This Zeitgeist will rot my brain

Puppets with their masters
In this autotune disaster
The trash will reproduce
In oh, so trendy hues

This Zeitgeist will rot your brain

Awareness is pain, ignorance will keep you sane
This infection will reign, spread like a cancer stain