Something sweet  Something pure  Something unique  Sweptout doors  Wrapped n trends  Clenched in fashion  Cloned to no end  And it's catchin'  Put on your uniform  Spoiled likeness  Like you're born just for this  Your lips are brown from sucking up  To the peers you've found  Bland proportion  Provoked vomit  Join the crowd  You have done it  Open eyes cannot bear it  No surprise - you're all generic  My world - pitch black  Outta the ruins  I'm never comin' back  Generic ruins  Never! - No!