Fading starlets cashing in on nostalgia way too late
Stagnant icons dictate just how to stay in your lane
What's the point?
The keepers of the gates of awe have descended
Get in line; act the part
It's not that fucking hard
Mothers devouring young
Regurgitating their souls
Taxidermies family circle; see you've gone and done it now
No doubt it's all perfect en masse
In fact I'm betting on it; trust me
Cause it's all this back and forth bullshit
And I really couldn't give a damn
For what it's worth I think you're probably doing your own best
For what it's worth I think you should probably give it a fucking rest
It sure as hell ain't me
Doing damage; you'll see
You've done enough for the both of us
And I cannot stress enough:
Give up, give up, give up
This has gone for far too long
This has gone for far too long
This has gone for far too long
This has gone on for far too long
Glorious orgy of death
Ouroboros lives it's fucking best life
A disgusting display
Of self-masturbatory incest
Do I really have to watch this shit man?
I think that I'm gonna' fucking puke
And do I just have to let it happen?
There ain't nothing that I can do?