I'm not asking you to save me   I'm not asking you to tame me   Just make this death alittle sweeter   Dig alittle deeper   It’s all a stain on the dress of yesterday    If you're plastic, then you're perfect   If you're average, then you have to WORK IT!       When everything is breaking apart    You try to be the glue   You try to get a clue   But there's nothing to do   Something's wrong and the calm   Before the storm is ending   And I'm fending for myself   I'm here for me   I'm here for me   And you know I have needs   When you're dead    People think that you're perfect   But when you're living you gotta work it      There's something wrong here   Someone’s thinking for us   Breathing for us, watering us   And leaving us to rust   Now we're just shit on a canvas   A whore on a xanax   Just relax and appreciate what you have   You’re not perfect, you're worthless    Time to find someone new to worship   Applause please, start up the sign   Get in line, I have no problem    This isn't a crime   This isn't a crime   It's just designed to tear at your heart   And claw at your mind       What can be sold?    Flower vase roles    Commercialized?    Celebrity status   Dilute the masses   To fill the holes   Sustain the mold   Bought and sold   Do what you're told   You go with the flow   I'm not asking you to save me    I'm not asking you to tame me   Just make this death alittle sweeter   Dig alittle deeper   It’s all a stain on the dress of yesterday    If you're plastic, then you're perfect   If you're average, then you have to WORK IT!