Locracy - Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Slut Lyrics
I tell you it is a shameHow they’ve achieved the fameWhy they are known so wellI’d like them to rot in hellCharisma, it’s overrated you needSex appeal, so artificial and aCompany, to advertise you for theCompensation, of your lack of TalentEnhance your*****ies size, they have to wobble and yourLips so full, show us your fish mouth get somePlastic hair, so natural blonde and get yourBody waxed, ‘cause hair’s not here for pussiesThe story of the ugly duckling, turned into a nightmare ofConstant scalpel penetration and the “search for beauty” desperationStars created on the paper, sick perversions of themselvesTheir self-chosen aberration, exploited beyond mutilationSexual arousal is the key ingredient to get the boner-vote to lead you to the fameSo rub that ***** right into the camera and shake that bootie for the teenage boysBut fake to be so prude and faithful to satisfy your Christian fansCreate that insane schizophrenic struggle for public acceptanceWhore … to the fame … a live … suppressing shame … for what … you turned into … an erotic slave … to the hormones of those horny boysCrawling Age, your enemy, fightingTime, it’s unwinnable, so youBreak, slowly apart, you willEnd, in shameful isolationCry for suicideCry for suicideLong gone is your prideYou’ve been dead for a long timeLook back on life and try to recognize who you once wereLook into a mirror and find a glimpse of your realityScream in total devastation you earned it good you stupid cuntThere shall be no pity for you, now end that ugly travesty - that’s youGone, no one noticed, all that’sLeft, some ***** pictures, for theBoys, to jerk off to, they don’tBother, who you wereYour rotting corpseWill be gone; but not thePlastic, you put inside you, or theFake Hair, it’s not degradable, yourCoffin, will be filled with plasticThe cycle is constantly running, the next slut is waiting in lineTo be formed to the sexy mutant, no talent but her rack is fineThe horror show called entertainment, the gears of fame that mangle hardPride and confidence erased, deserved by them who crave to be a part
