I see you down in 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
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 a inbred bastard son
All dressed up, red blooded, Amannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're synthetic
You're pathetic

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