That morning when I woke up it seemed the world had changed
A school of cannon fodder. A church of elder states
But transience sets in and the memories erased
The world had took a deep white breath and went about their days

It's hard to see anything when you can see everything
If I can't have what they have I'll never be free
It's hard to see anything
When you can see everything
If I can't have what they have what even is me?

Completely unheard
As much as you may have felt adored
A well prepared performance for an audience of 3 or 4
The devotees, the anons and the corporate directorate
And you if you believe your bullshit

I'm a sliver growing thinner
Feeling smaller every day
I'm a sliver growing thinner
Getting covered by the haze
Just a sliver growing thinner
I'm a sliver growing thinner
Feeling smaller every day

Completely unheard
Your voice your choice just a worm in the dirt
Completely unheard
Engineered at the seance of real human yearn
Nomophobia stretches the want to a need
Until you can't feel a thing and are begging to breathe
If I'm not what you want then I'll never be free
If I'm not what you are then what even is me?

I'm a sliver growing thinner
Feeling smaller every day
I'm a sliver growing thinner
Getting covered by the haze
Just a sliver growing thinner
I'm a sliver growing thinner
Feeling smaller every day