Don't talk down to me

It's just a method of

Con-tor-ting my words into per-fect

Straw man enemies

It's just another way to say

You're right, and anyone can do my job

Keep that spotlight shining down on you

Keep the smiles tight and true

Smile, sinning

(Plastic!)

It's beautiful

(Classic!)

Like everyone

(A LIE)

But who can judge when all we do is placate just to

Keep them confident

Say that it's because of

Them that we're not rot-ting in some

State-run residence

We're the ones in control

WE'RE THE ONES IN CONTROL

Keep it shining down on you

Keep the smiles tight and true

DIE, SINNING

PLASTIC!

It's beautiful!

CLASSIC!

Like everyone!

LIES!

But who can judge when all we do is

Drift away and blame the youth

Drift away and smile while living lies

We lie to you

Lie

Lie, to make sure we're the ones

We're the ones

IN CONTROL!

It's beautiful!

CONTROL!

It's so poetic!

CONTROL!

And who can see it?

Who can stop us now?