Better of Dead

Never thought that life would be so fucking hard
Oh this disability to live like a rockstar
I have spent so many years just trying to fit in
In a place so shallow all silicone and restylane
U will never ever be good enough
If U don’t look like «they» do
Nobody wants to know U so Ur…
Better, better, better, better, better off dead
We don’t care who U are
Don’t care what U do
If U don’t look «right»
Nobody wants to know U so Ur
Better, better, better, better, better off dead
Push it up, tuck it in then act like a retard
All we want and all we need is popcorn and movie stars
Stupified, numb and dyed — puppets of our own device
Where talent takes the backseat of what U want to do with Ur life
We will never ever be good enough
Theres always something wrong with us
In the land of superficiality we’re
Better, better, better, better, better off dead…