Prosthetic Head

-This post is dedicated to
people who are social
parasites. -

I see you, down in the front line.
Such a sight for sore eyes,
you're a suicide makeover.

Plastic eyes,
lookin' through a numbskull.
Self-effaced, what's his face.
You erased yourself so shut up.
You don't let up.

You have a growth
that must be treated
Like a severed severe
pain in the neck.
You can smell it but
you can't see it.
No explanation identified

'cause you don't know.
You don't say.
And you got no reply.

Hey you, where did you come from?
Got a head full of lead, you're an
inbred bastard son.
All dressed up, red blooded, Amannequin
Do or die, no reply, don't deny that you're
synthetic.
You're pathetic.

-- "Prosthetic Head" by Green Day