Next phase, next craze, next nothing new Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two Turned him into a video kid like you
I know you're just pretending death There's no window for mistakes I know you see right through me There's no promise left to break
Shot the pretty boy killed him on commodore Need a new game, need a new something more Got a new face got a new way to score Got a voice like something I've heard before
The message misleading We're lying, we're cheating We're only repeating The motions preceding