The dreams and hopes of men are powered by addiction
And who am I to say that this is an affliction
When everybody gets suckered in and lives their lives like fiction
They say they want you for your colorful evocation
The way you turn a cliche into a sensation
But all they ever wanted was that same vibration
You can't be happy while someone else has a fistful
They glow from TV screens healthy strong and fiscal
And everybody slaps their back while you're alone with a wrist
All you ever need:
Success