White face has got the numbers baby...
We are all, mutherfukn' free baby...
Get your mirror today baby. Roll with it, origins unclear, live it up like la vida "local" baby, like a tambourine. You ain't Universal? You ain't Worldwide? Bitch who are you? Thriving! Like force-fitted manners. Got it. Keep smiling with that shit...Like you gettin' somewhere. Paycheck in the bank, while banked. Why even fucking pretend? High energy for the stringed. Say a little prayer, that sinful melody. That dance move, like a lightning strike? Be that paycheck on strings. Be America's Mirror. Fight without the guns and bombs, cause you a warrior, right!?!?!? Strive! Mirror, Mirror. I mean, smile, fuck! Selling THAT cup! Arise... Dead bodies smiling on the escalator. 1 plus 1. Heart bleeding on that thick as water plan. Baptizz-dismal plan. Nothing, in-between. Get your fake shit today. Smile BIG, baby. Emerald City Lights, got folks on the coloured plan, but we can pretend! P.R.E.T.E.N.D. Rise up in that fucked up kinda way. We got you! No process, just in the mirror, face on paper, in the image of, safe and sound. Oh CAP..tain. Tainted love. The marketable. Pennywise SUGAR & CIGARS, Cigarillos, like brillo, like a briar patch hatch, Br'er Rabbit. Gossamer Girls. Can't kick the habit? Science to the rabbit. Down the hole. In what way, that way, let's sleigh! Let's warm up to what can happen, again, and again, and again. Why should matters be so serious? Who cares where one has been and what they have done. Just listen to the sweet songs in the mirror, and fuck off with the rest. The love fuzz fuck fest will save, like Camus as a killer. To be THE stranger. Never, never, for the clever. Smile.
