Tired of oozing, sentimental like a candy store
Tears trickling down like blood from a sore
'Cause your sun don't shine anymore
It's just a manu-, a manufactured star on a worldwide tour

Come on try to touch somebody with your ten foot pole
Microwave your-, yourself, put some fire in your soul
Instant joy being bottled and sold
It's a new gen-, a generation wearing a sugar coat

What you so busy looking for
When you know you're already there
What you so busy looking for
When you know you're already there
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
We keep wanting more
But we end up with less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less

Watch the smokey, smoke you blowing don't inhale the fumes
So busy, busy flossing but it don't get to the root
Now I'm so sick of trying to consume
Another one trick, watch your pony singing in my living room

What you so busy looking for
When you know you're already there
What you so busy looking for
When you know you're already there
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
But we end up with less
Yeah, we keep wanting more
We keep wanting more
We keep wanting more
But we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more
Yeah, we keep wanting more

When you know you're already there
What you so busy looking for
When you know you're already there