Npc

I exist to make you believe this is real
I exist to make you believe this is real

No control of where I'm going
Stuck inside a set of pre-made options made for me
All alone in a cyclone
On and on
I guess I'll never be able to think freely
I'm just a stepping stone to help you become what you need to be
Exhausted every dialog option
I feel I'm stuck on repeat

Options
I got, I got, I got no options

Oh god, my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC
Like a sidе character to someone еlse's story
I don't feel real
I don't know what to believe
I don't belong in this society

I exist to make you believe this is real
It's all ones & zeros behind this spinning wheel

All alone with no one at home
I'm just alive when someone needs me to be
I've exhausted every last line
Again and again on repeat
Options
I got, I got, I got no options

Oh god, my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC
Like a side character to someone else's story
I don't feel real
I don't know what to believe
I don't belong in this society

Use me up until I'm spent

Oh my fucking life's got me feeling like an NPC
Like a side character to someone else's story
I don't feel real
I don't know what to believe
I don't belong in this society

Use me until I fucking die and just a fiber of my withered fucking soul rots in peace
You abuse and use every person to gamify your life and get one up by treating the rest of us as your personal NPCs

What comes around
Goes around