How do you feel about this?
It is linear and really common
The brightness does not exist

These easy plans are not
So simple to me
I won't sing again
The same false melody.
The media creates the truth,
And dominates our poor souls.

Forget the fun, the songs,
And the lyrics
Just 'cause you wanted the fame.

So dance if you do believe
In this words
Your mind is sold out now
Dancing you can
Celebrate the defeat,
The end is coming soon.

Dance...

I can belive,
I didn't write the chorus
Oh no i wont't realize!