I'm so pathetic on my asembley line I got ma** production going And I'm running out of time I got things that will make you jelous Doped up and over developed I'm taking the right turn And I'm cured of all my germs I'm stuck in survival mode No one cares to change the cise And my body is still pumping rage I'm so aesthetic on my asembley line I got garbage on the inside Yet I'm looking fine Its My youth incision my plastic life decisions I'm taking the right turn And I'm cured of all my germs I'm stuck in survival mode Ill be there still I'm dead and cold