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Set Dressing lyrics by Npcede

Listen, boy, you’ll hear it in the brain
The day that mothers and fathers come to say
„Why, what, did something go wrong?
Was there something that happened when you were young?”
These words make a home in your guts
A reminder you’re just not quite special enough for a plot
That can justify all these things you’ve become
And you’re always gonna wear these thoughts through your life
‘Cause they break through your face in the form of these hives
And you’ll hide in an outcome of you
That has buried their scared little boy in the boot
Oh, and try just to walk to the beat, the beat of your drum
Oh, but son, you never could hear that much

So if we’re part of some great plan
I guess we’re part of the set dressing

Wait, a new feeling now comes up for air
Saying you could be great if you choose not to care

So fuck that, you need that lead part
‘Cause I heard the chance of you is one in four quadrillion
Yeah, you’re the sweetheart, you can be the mean cunt
Yeah, and fuck a fantasy of you with good intention
And when conceived of, you were always destined
Determinism, it’s a bitch under your freedom
Yeah, time to eat up ‘cause you’re the chosen one
Yeah, I think you owe it to the fact of your existence

Yeah
Ha-ha-ha

You’re the protagonist son, machiavellian one
And together, we’ll make life elysium
Yeah, take advantage whenever you can
Yeah, get your name in, yeah, it’s Caligula
And the story, yeah, it’s about you, yeah
Till you’re time’s up, then you’ll remind them
Of all the big dogs in all the school books
And with the chapter written by Victor, fuck

Fill the masses with your rapture with the sight of you
They’re gonna let their leaders fall together from the ceiling to your knees
And get to sucking you, the man, the second coming, you’re the truth

Truth
Truth
Truth
Truth

Truth, it’s never been on your side
You know all these things that are said are a lie
And your life, it’ll never be more
Maybe twenty good years tryna get through the door
Then it’s gone and you wasted your chance
Now you’ll roam ‘cross the world with your head in your hands
And just frantically search for a sign ‘fore returning to the sand

‘Cause if we’re part of some great plan
Then I guess we’re part of the set dressing

And if we’re part of some great plan
Then I guess we’re part of the set dressing

No, fuck that, you need that lead part
‘Cause I heard the chance of you is one in four quadrillion
Yeah, you’re the sweetheart, you can be the mean cunt
Yeah, and fuck a fantasy of you with good intention
And when conceived of, you were always destined
Determinism, it’s a bitch under your freedom
Yeah, time to eat up, yeah, all the dumb cunts
Yeah, I think you owe it to the fact of your existence
Yeah

Stop