Primetime sports is just softcore war
Battle without any real threat
Marketable strife without real sacrifice
A dressed rehearsal for a bloodier set.
Reality TV nurtures this need
Rubbernecking on a highway of shame
Reveling in inglorious failure
Debasement is the name of the game
We celebrate their failure
While we collaborate in their sin
It’s from these convenient omissions
That we confidently count the win.
So catch a predator
Celebrate their sickness
Ignore your own inequalities
While validating superficial existence
We’re all here for the primetime show
Logged on for a sanctioned solution
It’s us versus them at the end of the day
So just embrace the anticlimactic conclusion