Products in the Basement Lyrics

We fake the feelings

We fake the mugshot photos

We fake the headlines

Ahead of all the deadlines

We take the landmines

We miss the bullet trains

We pray for more rain

We cut the cake

Picture perfect just out of frame

We fake our passports

We fake our new mottos

We fake our slogans

Because our brand feels like it's broken

We slam it shut now

We struggle harder

We become our own martyr

We launch an attack

From the back with a controller pad

We flip the fixers

We flip the red solos

We flip the collars down

On those factory priced polos

We botch the landing

We botch the ending

We botch the interview

Another day loading, refresh, update pending

We fake the feature

We fake the facade

We fake the study

Until you give us more money

We create a super villain

We create an alternative

We create a multiverse

That isn't cursed with such an insatiable thirst

We mark our growth

We mark the edges

We mark all this progress

As we're dangling from the ledges

We manage our finances

We manage our emotions

We manage our futures

And take and take whatever we're chosen

We dismiss all the critics

We dismiss the complacent

We dismiss those comments

As we crank out products in the basement

We market to schizophrenics

We appeal to that demographic

We reapply for the masses

If they'd change their mind that'd be fantastic

Continue to wander

Continue to wonder

Continue, yeah

Continue this journey

Continue to buckle under

Continue to advance

Continue to expand

Continue, yeah

Continue this chapter

That's still the plan