I see you down in the front line   Such a sight for sore eyes   You're a suicide makeover   Plastic eyes      Looking through a numb skull   Sell effaced, what's his face   You erased yourself   So shut up, you don't let up      You have a growth that must be treated   Like a sudden severe pain in the neck   You can smell it but you can't see it   No explanation identified   'Cause you don't know, you don't say      And you got no reply   Hey you, where did you come from?   Got a head full of lead   You're an inbred bastard son      All dressed up, redblooded   A mannequin, do or die, no reply   Don't deny that you're synthetic   You're pathetic