Showing posts with label Supermodel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Supermodel. Show all posts

Friday, December 2, 2016

Cookie Cutter Cutie Pies

VERSE 1
If you’ve seen one of them, you’ve seen them all
Each and every one of them are Barbie dolls
Packed in tight at the crowded shopping malls
Skipping and prancing down the fucking halls
The walking dead have got some fucked up heads
Doing anything to get someone in their bed
The supermodel body with the perfect measurements
The supermodel ego with the perfect evidence

CHORUS
Cut, copy, past, repeat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
Mental vegetable and social meat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!

VERSE 2
Making love isn’t the same without passion
Conforming to shallow values and fashion
I might as well date a giant lump of clay
Or a burning effigy made of paper mache
Black credit card or just working hard?
Sugar baby princess or god among insects?
One way or another, we meet our fates together
Will you stay standing after the storm we weather?

CHORUS
Cut, copy, past, repeat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
Mental vegetable and social meat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!

BRIDGE
Legacy of ecstasy
Schism of hedonism
No matter what you call it, it doesn’t change the fact
You’re a follower of sheep, not the leader of the pack

EXTENDED CHORUS
Cut, copy, past, repeat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
Mental vegetable and social meat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
When the ship comes in, you’re ready to cheat!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
Stepping on backs with your nine inch heel feet!
Cookie cutter cutie pies! Cookie cutter cutie pies!
Cookie! Cutter! Cutie! Pies!

It’s all just bullshit and lies!

Friday, September 2, 2016

Milk Bottle Supermodel

VERSE 1
You have no reason to bitch and complain
Yet you still do it whenever you want fame
The body of a model and the face of an angel
Taking bloody shots from a sniper’s angle
You can call it bratty, you can call it entitled
But evil bitchiness is where it will be filed
History is not on your side and you know it
Try to fight it and you’re just going to blow it

CHORUS
Milk! Bottle! Super! Model! X4

VERSE 2
You’re a disgrace to your whole generation
You’re not even worth quick masturbation
You can’t get ratings for your own station
You can’t convince the entire fucking nation
That you’re more than a fireball of rage
That you’re more than a puppet on stage
That you’re better than the minimum wage
That you’re wise beyond your millennial age

CHORUS
Milk! Bottle! Super! Model! X4

VERSE 3
We see right through your tainted beauty
What we see makes us pissed and moody
A demonic soul with a heart full of holes
A hellish dwelling stacked high with coals
You could blame your parents or yourself
The way you think isn’t good for your health
Devils in one ear, drill sergeants in the other
We’re stronger than the fools you try to smother

CHORUS
Milk! Bottle! Super! Model! X4

FINAL BRIDGE
You can call it privilege, you can call it promise
You can call it ego, you can call it solace
No matter the words that you choose

You know in your heart you’re going to lose!