k**ing spree for the disposable moderns
right now you are the plastic dolls of today
slowly dismembering yourselves
you are an army of decay
k**ing time with flash and shine
i'm your carbon copy k**er
i know all your secrets
what's that stench behind you closed door
who's that corpse on you bathroom floor
your vanity pimps you
your mirror owns you
let me smear your makeup
let me break your porcelain face