[Lyric] Cult Leader (Ollie Byrd)

[Verse 1]
Satellite transmission
From a nutritionless dimension
Live life by remote control
Point towards a static soul
A salivated dog that's ringing your cell
And ringin' the bell and bringin' you hell, motherfucker
Creatin' a mess, causin' 'em stress, let's make it with less
It's breakin' my heart and chokin' my chest

[Verse 2]
A satellite transmission
From a nutritionless dimension
Live life, remote control
Point towards a static soul
A salivating dog, ringing your cell
Bringing you hell, creating crisis, constant mess
Empty heart, heavy chest
Fake Christian, happiness

[Chorus]
A face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
A face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
A face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd
Your face in the crowd