Our culture caught a virus
We clicked "ok" now it proceeds
We stopped thinking on our own

And started needing needless needs

I'm a b4-mt-h

Will you implant me a sensor?
To control my temper?
To control my passion?


Every imperfection
Every agression

Gets covered with plastic
That's the cause of my depression


I'm a b4-mt-h
Will you implant me a sensor?
To control my temper?

To control my passion?

I'm a b4-mt-h

I'm from before this empty age