Tilt - Clothes Horse lyrics

You are an affectation Of every pa**ing fad Your butane smile's indelible Your talk is thoughtless gas You live like a Coke machine Convince me of your strife Tasty tyke of augmentation You'll pay with your life Your youth is everything Your co*k is all Your body makes bank And your mind is small Your youth is everything Your tits stand tall Your body makes bank And you mind is dull Your needle eyes and hands Of slate regard a stiff repose Contemplate your mindless fate While powdering your nose Loathing all that you can't fathom Cuckhold by your pride Endorsing a madman's vision Marketed worldwide Resting on your sculpted shoulders All the weight of fame Statuesque emanciptation Is the mode of day Packaging rebellion In a palatable box Wash away the meaning as You wash away your frosted locks Yes, we made you what you are We buy the clothes and scent you wear We buy the sh** that shapes your hair We'd buy your hipness anywhere But time will surely vanquish you And we'll no longer worship you!