[Verse 1]
Wake up, same frame, four white walls
Coffee cold, no missed calls
Scroll the feed just to feel a spark
Smile like it’s trademarked
Life’s a loop with a branded gloss
Feelings packed in a plastic box
[Chorus x2]
Plastic box—
Stacked and sealed
Fake it better than being real
Perfect mess
Sell your soul for some likes and stress
Plastic box—
We all comply
Blink and wonder who pressed "buy"
[Verse 2]
Post a pic, crop out the truth
Filter rage into something cute
Dead behind a sponsored grin
Play the part, let the glitch begin
Glass screen saints, wired to please
Living loud on digital knees
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