New car, new clothes, they even got the crease in their Kenneth coles
From head to toe, they're only drowning in their egos
As the sluts strut by all I wanna do is fucking die
A designer dress that's designed to impress dull minds
A whole new face for a wad of money
But identities could never be bought nor sold
So sell your face for some dignity
A life a misery that is painted in your fools gold
So why do we worship their worthless surreal life
They are not even real
Their silicon smiles will never go for miles
But they'll spread it all around like a disease of plastic vanity
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Every billboard sign is vandalized with who you're supposed to be
From jewelry to jokes tantalizing for all who see
From magazines to flat screens I wanna die all over again
A designer life that's designed to just pretend
Your brand new things won't keep you company
When all your fascist friends leave you to rot in your new suite
So find yourself a brand new family
One that doesn't revolve around your rapacity
So why do we worship their worthless surreal life
They are not even real
Their silicon smiles will never go for miles
But they'll spread it all around like a disease of plastic vanity
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We're drowning
We're drowning
We're flailing
We're flailing
We're falling
Falling again
This planet
This planet
Is dying
Is dying
Dissolving
Dissolving from greed
I hate you
I hate you
You people
You people
I hate the entire human race
Entire human race
Conceded
Conceded
Defeated
Defeated
But you can't get grin off of your face
The grin off of your face
So why do we worship their worthless surreal life
They are not even real
Their silicon smiles will never go for miles
But they'll spread it all around like a disease of plastic vanity