Another perfect day
Another perfect night
Another hollow frame to fill with tasks and social rites

Another perfect day
Another perfect night
Another hollow frame to fill with tasks and social rites

Are you content
To be consumed
Passed around like a chalice
Are you content
To be viewed
Perused like an atlas

Another perfect day
Another perfect night
Another me out there
Shaped in signals, in strangers' minds

Am I content
To be consumed
Passed around like a chalice
Am I content
To be viewed
Perused like an atlas

Less of a person
More a projection
Fill in the unknown
With suggestions
Less of a person
More a projection
You have potential
Within these dimensions

The self I've flattened and framed on the virtual page
Constellated in minds, fueled by desire
Remade, a version that’s fake, in my own likeness
I can't wait to watch it grow, warp, change

Another perfect day
Another perfect night
Another hollow frame to fill with tasks and social rites

Another perfect day
Another perfect night
Another me out there
Shaped in signals, in strangers' minds