[Lyric] You Call This Life? I Call This Rent (Dropping a Popped Locket)

We’re all in rented lives!

These funhouse doors never close
Never an end to this freak show
Even though my ticket was free
I can't help but dream of escaping

There’s no windows in this place, just long hallways for me to pace
The mirrors here all tell lies
The door is open, I stay inside

We’re walking in rented bodies
We’re dying on borrowed time
We’re stealing souls to get high
Renting lives, renting lives

Keeping up with something that was never there at all makes you think it's all a joke and you don’t mean shit

My head is pounding- need liberation
Hands broken from masturbation
Teacher, I have sinned, what is my due?
Portions of me, fortunate you
We’re walking in rented bodies
We’re dying on borrowed time
We’re stealing souls to get high
Renting lives, renting lives

Tell these motherfuckers I don’t really wanna do it and it’s true this whole life is just a lie that we lose in from the start
The cart is full but too heavy to pull, and too expensive to check out with
No rested eyes in rented lives
No rested eyes when we're all in rented lives

Keeping up with something that was never there at all makes you think it's all a joke and you don’t mean shit

We’re walking in rented bodies
We’re dying on borrowed time
We’re stealing souls to get high
Renting lives, renting lives