Toy soldiers in line fall like dominos One man's trash is cash, for some, it's liquid gold Said that you love me and you make me feel ugly Said that you love me but you make me feel ugly TV screens, adverts, and the grown men Cryin' like infants for no reason People make mountains out of mud hills Boys with their toys and flexin' their muscles
When pigment's a depiction of class When your body has to be a wine glass You drop your guard, you realise it's hard, it's ugly Lovin' is brittle plastic, but soft in the middle, the same as Skittles When vultures purge with a piercing grin, your boss won't fuck off And you're on the brink, the rent is due and you're overspent The world is ugly (The world is ugly, the world is ugly) The world is ugly (The world is ugly, the world)
I'm sick of toyin' with a broken idea (Sick of it) I'm sick of thinkin' there's a reason I'm here (Why, why, why?) We're just puppets in a simulation (Just puppets) We're just puppets in a simulation With a pipe dream like a pipe bomb in the eighties (Boom) White screen, bein' brainwashed to a regime Stuck gettin' lead we're dogs out the kennel All this trauma in the name of a medal
You will notice when I'm not around Ten minutes late to say you're sorry At first, they love you, then they're stubbin' you out We kill each other for some juice and a bit of clout And progress we test man made devices Gettin' tired of migrants, the only ones tryin' You will stare in admiration, you will stop what you're doing Cut the tension with a butter knife, you are not in control The moment the world stands still (The moment the world stands still, stands still, stuck) You are not in control, the moment the world stands still (You are not in control, you are not in control) You are not in control (The moment, the moment the world stands still, you are not in control)
L-Y L-Y Ugly The most beautiful people do the ugliest thingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.