Your image of beauty is a bit askew
brainwashing girls from the age of two
you airbrushed playmates dont turn me on
with collagen lips and silicone
tear, tear the heads
tear the heads off barbie dolls
i would hate to have your plastic smile
all dressed up in the latest style
my dream girl aint all satin and lace
shes a natural born angel with a dirty face
you pub-crawl the bars and drink
always push it to the brink
i watch the streets late at night
i see you get into fights
Aggro minds they start to swarm
they always crack and they dont warn
dont let em push you around
dont let em drag you down
Dont let em dont let em
go all the way
Weakness is fading fast
strength is gaining at last
maybe its not too late
but you still feed off their hate
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