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CLOTHES HORSE
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You are an affectation
Of every passing fad
Your butane smile's indelible
Your talk is thoughtless gas
You live like a Coke machine
Convince me of your strife
Tasty tyke of augmentation
You'll pay with your life
Your youth is everything
Your cock is all
Your body makes bank
And your mind is small
Your youth is everything
Your tits stand tall
Your body makes bank
And you mind is dull
Your needle eyes and hands
Of slate regard a stiff repose
Contemplate your mindless fate
While powdering your nose
Loathing all that you can't fathom
Cuckhold by your pride
Endorsing a madman's vision
Marketed worldwide Resting on your sculpted shoulders
All the weight of fame
Statuesque emanciptation
Is the mode of day
Packaging rebellion
In a palatable box
Wash away the meaning as
You wash away your frosted locks
Yes, we made you what you are
We buy the clothes and scent you wear
We buy the shit that shapes your hair
We'd buy your hipness anywhere
But time will surely vanquish you
And we'll no longer worship you!
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You are an affectation Of every passing fad Your butane smile's indelible Your talk is thoughtless gas You live like a Coke machine Convince me of your strife Tasty tyke of augmentation You'll pay with your life Your youth is everything Your cock is all Your body makes bank And your mind is small Your youth is everything Your tits stand tall Your body makes bank And you mind is dull Your needle eyes and hands Of slate regard a stiff repose Contemplate your mindless fate While powdering your nose Loathing all that you can't fathom Cuckhold by your pride Endorsing a madman's vision Marketed worldwide Resting on your sculpted shoulders All the weight of fame Statuesque emanciptation Is the mode of day Packaging rebellion In a palatable box Wash away the meaning as You wash away your frosted locks Yes, we made you what you are We buy the clothes and scent you wear We buy the shit that shapes your hair We'd buy your hipness anywhere But time will surely vanquish you And we'll no longer worship you!
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