I see you, down in the front line. 
Such a sight for sore eyes, you`re a suicide makeover. 
Plastic eyes, lookin` through a numbskull. 
Self-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 severed 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 a inbred bastard son. 
All dressed up, red blooded, Amannequin 
Do or die, no reply, don`t deny that you`re synthetic. 
You`re pathetic.