It’s my bent eyes, it’s my gotten smile
Ruled by divinity blind like my mind
Bounded fathers with fake eyeless lovers
Maliable mothers with limited child
My empty plastic life is full of plastic lies
It’s my fake heart, it’s my plastic tongue
Can’t find the peace in the sole of my mind
You hear my lies, it’s my twisted mind
Carry the ungodly weight of your life
This is a plastic world
Of plastic smiles
Oh, it’s a good day to die
It’s my thick jerks in your plastic church
Can’t find the peace in the soul of my mind
You hear my lies stiff plastic crowd
Carry the ungodly weight of your life
And you just flutter with your wings
Spread some more dirt into your eyes
Into your trap, into your ass
Sprew some blood, your black blood
Cut all your vains, let the blood splash
Into your eyes, on your bald heads
On to the walls and those faces
those curious freak faces