Saturating, pre — assuming icon of the youth, ways and means to call
The shots.
Fingers in the pies which resign us from vacant urges, facing the
Bombardment — no escape!
Stick your intentions! Parade of puppets, sickly sweet — you stink
Of vulgarity.
Sacrifice the faculties, all you’ve achieved is synthetic scenes.
Next step is to gain approval from those ignore, those who recognize
The charade.
To fabricate alternatives designed to be expensive in hand with the
Regular facade.
Acquire acclaim with plastic actions, sickly sweet — you stink of
Vulgarity!
Sacrifice the faculties, all you’ve achieved is synthetic scenes.
Fit into the clich=E9, a legend in your own brain, bigoted, motivated
Only for prestige.
A mask for your inadequacy.
Reshaping for what’s required for slick commercially.
Censored for subversion, redundant machine.
Don’t let them mold your identity.
