Saturating, pre-assuming icon of the youth   Ways and means to call the shots   Fingers in the pies which resign us from vacant urges   Facing the bombardment, no escape      Stick your intentions, parade of puppets   Sickly sweet, you stink of vulgarity   Sacrifice the faculties   All you've achieved is synthetic scenes      Next step is to gain approval from those ignore   Those who recognize the charade   To fabricate alternatives designed to be expensive   In hand with the regular facade      Acquire acclaim with plastic actions   Sickly sweet, you stink of vulgarity   Sacrifice the faculties   All you've achieved is synthetic scenes      Fit into the cliché, a legend in your own brain   Bigoted, motivated, only for prestige   A mask for your inadequacy      Reshaping for what's required   For slick commercially   Censored for subversion, redundant machine   Don't let them mold your identity