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!