Story Behind The Song
Frustration and anger towards Paris Hilton and any other person that doesn't deserve the life they have.
Song Description
Track 2 off the LP Colors You Wont Believe
Song Length |
2:30 |
Genre |
Rock - Heavy Metal, Rock - Hard Rock |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Livid, Aggressive |
Subject |
Disgust, Sex Toys |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Heartfucked and mindless,
raised by wall street and tofu,
a pre-disco young goddess
poised to corrupt and diffuse.
hey hey, say fake.
Should i ignore you're narcist;
you're passion fashion.
smell of your ego, it
cling like velcro;
I had to burn all my shirts.
How does it feel on the pedestal top?
Is the air clear,
is the view worthwhile?
Are your capris to comfort specification?
It's unfair to be near
such unapproachable style.
hey hey say fake
Go! Rain down the offering
you're bluffing. You're Stuffing
nothing real to the brim.
All the hot air escaped with the push of a pin.
fake.
Should i ignore your fashion,
your narcist passion?
The smells of your ego
cling like velcro,
i had to burn all my shirts.