Spectacular
Two, three, four!
I ought to know, I'm not so blank and pretty
Too big, suspended two dimensional glory, oh-oh
In competition, watch your suicide clothes
Flat screen targets, sweatshop fashion
My love, my love is bleeding out, and
My love, my love is keeping doubt for
All this processed hatred from the heart's eye
Model citizen, no alibi
Burning the beauty from your face
In plastic, we rust
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
So wipe the smell of the bourgeoisie off me
And wash the billboard bus stop benches, imprisoned, you'll see
Caught in the act, resisting, dying bloody
Model citizen lobotomy
Burning the beauty from your face
In plastic, we rust
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
Burning the time to say I'm sorry, annihilate
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
With the lights out, would you be there?
Would you walk the words off camera?
Run beside me, turning isolation
Into family, would you be there?
Would you walk the words in open stitch?
Don't follow, run beside me open stitch
'Til we stand still, and the world moves over
I ought to know, I'm not so blank and pretty
Too big, suspended two dimensional glory, oh-oh
In competition, watch your suicide clothes
Flat screen targets, sweatshop fashion
My love, my love is bleeding out, and
My love, my love is keeping doubt for
All this processed hatred from the heart's eye
Model citizen, no alibi
Burning the beauty from your face
In plastic, we rust
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
So wipe the smell of the bourgeoisie off me
And wash the billboard bus stop benches, imprisoned, you'll see
Caught in the act, resisting, dying bloody
Model citizen lobotomy
Burning the beauty from your face
In plastic, we rust
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
Burning the time to say I'm sorry, annihilate
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
One bomb for them!
Another one for us
With the lights out, would you be there?
Would you walk the words off camera?
Run beside me, turning isolation
Into family, would you be there?
Would you walk the words in open stitch?
Don't follow, run beside me open stitch
'Til we stand still, and the world moves over
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ryan Smith, Thomas Rosser Barnett, Eric Warren Kane, Daniel Garth Petrie, Mark Edward Miller
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