Mannequins have flawless skin You can dress 'em up like me if you like But don't lobotomy, I'm happy and free Listening to crickets in the pale moonlight I don't give up, I give in There ain't nothing to win I'm making music for all stereotypes Modern love, unsentimental Consequences, schmonsequences I can hum it if you like
Hurrah! The obscenery's fucking useless Jihad me in obscenery Born ruthless Until the rivers run dry And you're caught in the middle what you made In the division of thighs From the hole where the empathy used to be Until your river's run dry Fuck me stupid And you're caught in the middle what you made Kiss it goodbye Fuck me stupid Empty hole where the empathy used to be In the obscenery is where you're happy to be
Ain't it a little strange? Pretend to be awake? Do you think we'll break? Like a slap in the face Enjoy the obscenery, goodnight
Self-help, go on help yourself You must be pleased with miseries you designed Voyeurism-jism may cause blurry visions Spoiled brat or an inner child Emotional amputees with phantom pains from missing limbos of life Oh, the guillotine! I'm drowning in a wet dream I'll betcha lose your mind
Hurrah! Let's do this Enjoy obscenery Born ruthless Kiss it goodbye Stupid We're all caught in the middle and useless In the obscenery forget what used to be 'Cause there's no love for anyone who isn't me
Ain't it a little strange? Pretend to be awake? Do you think we'll break? Like a slap in the face More than a little strange We really need to wake Everything gone break We're too fucking late Enjoy the obscenery, goodnightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
