This is your last wake up call!
There's a world out your window
That you ignore, 'cause it wont fit
Your plastic fancy piece of shit little world
Bitch!
Luxury, vanity
Botox fixed you can't seem to feel it
Botox fixed you can't seem to feel it
Botox fixed you can't seem to feel it
You are going down!
Botox fixed you can't seem to feel it
We're the lost at your door
We're the outcast
We thirst for blue blood!
Now I'm seeing the world in a way I never did before
I can't believe this is for real
How long will it last until it all will come crashing down
Erasing us from earth
There is no chance to survive
Kill men
Kiss (praise the Lord) your sweet little ass goodbye
Kiss your (praise the Lord) sweet little ass goodbye
It's the countdown to extinction!
Boom you're gone, there's nothing you're taking
So why don't you worry 'bout the things that you're making
There's no world out your window
STOP!
Luxury!
We are the lost
Botox fixed you cant seem to feel it
Bitch!