Plastic Messiah Lyrics & Tabs by Circus of Dead Squirrels

Plastic Messiah

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Circus of Dead Squirrels

Album : Indoor Recess industrial metal PlayStop

Sheep clones, (silicone titties), phone sex, (test tube babies)
Abortion, (birth control), eat it up - never full
Overdose on cold medicine

When you are feeling sick
Opposites attract, bullshit, it's all the same
Everyone judges me before they know my name
Supermodel snobs and the anorexic bitches
Only spread their legs for the ones with the riches
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
None of you mean a goddamn thing to me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
This is the product of an absent God
Too many people just stringing along time
To separate myself from the idiots

This is the product of an absent God
Too many people just stringing along time
To separate myself from the idiots
And you can send me straight to hell
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
None of you mean a goddamn thing to me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
Go fuck yourself
Worthless asshole
Corporate fucks, you're living a lie
Other people's money trapped in your eyed
Take a step off the edge, that fucking tie around your neck
Is like a leash that keeps you weak
As you're dragged upon your knees
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
None of you mean a goddamn thing to me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
This is the product of an absent God
Too many people just stringing along time
To separate myself from the idiots
And you can send me straight to hell
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
None of you mean a goddamn thing to me
I don't give a shit what you fucking think of me
Everyone wants to be perfect
Everyone's a fucking whore for money
Force the bullshit you believe
Stuff your plastic messiah under a murdered tree
Murder tree... murder tree... murder tree... murder tree...
(I just can't seem to do anything with my hair)
Shut up bitch!
I don't need a reason to be pissed off anymore
I built myself up just to fall on the floor
I fucked up everything
But I don't fucking care anymore
Fuck it all...
Fuck it all...
Fuck it all...
Fuck you all...
This plastic plastic society
This backwards morality, everyone's an enemy
Everyone's my enemy
This plastic plastic society
This backwards morality, everyone's an enemy
Everyone's my enemy
This plastic plastic society
This backwards morality, everyone's an enemy
Everyone's my enemy
This plastic plastic society
This backwards morality, everyone's an enemy
Everyone's my enemy

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