I see you Down in the front line Such a sight for sore eyes You're a suicide makeover
Plastic eyes Looking through a numbskull Sell effaced, what's his face You erased yourself so shut up You don't let up
You have a growth that must be treated Like a sudden 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, redblooded A mannequin
Do or die, no reply Don't deny that you're synthetic You're pathetic
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