Tell me mannequin, what brings you to move?
Is it all the colors in the magazine?
Following sucks
Paint your face now pose and filter the mood
Give it all you've got
You're just a click away from the fame now

Eat shit, motormouth
Swallow all of it down
You're pretty when you put the face on
And when you shut that mouth
Those chattering teeth lose my sympathy
Got a lot to say?
You've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Nothing you say holds any value
It weaves through the ears like a worm
Searching for light of the masses
Motormouth, swallow down shit like you know how
Swallow and shut up
Motormouth, swallow down shit like you know how
Give it all you've got
You're just a click away from the fame

Eat shit, motormouth
Swallow all of it down
You're pretty when you put the face on
And when you shut that mouth
Those chattering teeth lose my sympathy
Got a lot to say?
You've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Oh mannequin, what brings you to move?
You've gotta leave it out of the game you play
Tell me mannequin, what brings you to move?
Tell me, you've gotta leave it
Out of the game you play

Only a conscience can stop
Me from beating you in
Not on the side of the fuck-stain
You leave on the earth
I may not be the force constricting sin
But you defile this planet
There's shit in your grin
No way I can end this screaming alone
No way we can stop this
Unless we choose to grow
What will they find
Digging around in that oh so empty mind?