original text: They give so much to me, I'm losing touch, get me? Served on a silver platter, ask for seconds, they just let me They tell me I'm a God, I'm lost in the façade Six feet off the ground at all times, I think I'm feelin' odd No matter what I make, they never see mistakes Makin' so much bread, I don't care that they're just being fake They tell me they're below me, I act like I'm above The people blend together, but I would be lost without their love