I see you,
down on the front line
Such a sight for sore eyes
you're a suicide makeover
Plastic eyes
lookin' through a numbskull
Self effaced, what's
his face
You erased yourself so shut up
You don't let up
Chorus
:
You have a growth that
must be treated
like a severed severe pain
in the neck
You
can smell it but
you can't see it
No explanation identified
'cause you don't know
You
don't say
And you got no reply
Hey you, where did you come
from?
Got a head full of lead
you're an inbred bastard son
All dressed up,
red blooded,
Amannequin
Do or die, no reply
don't deny that you're
synthetic,
you're pathetic
Chorus
