Thundamentals - Ghost in the Shell lyrics

So here's a little story 'bout Milly and Matt Milly always told Matt, she thinking he fat And why his shirt all stained, you one dumb pig You got a hole in your socks, and where's your pumped up kicks? Matt had come to live on housing estates His mum was a nurse, worked late at hourly rates Daddy was long gone, it was a lonely affair He watched Home & Away to feel like home in his head Cause at home there was nobody there And at school, he was just a taboo, he was just that fat dude So nobody cared, addicted to that fast food Could even see the arches from the cla**room He'd eat it in a heartbeat, every afternoon at half 3 Catch him watching cartoons, Maccas within arms reach He's whistle every jingle in the ad breaks Those f**ers had him gagging on the catchphrase But one day, when Matty's mother had a minute She said "some day, you ain't always gonna have my hand to deal with" Matt sat and listened, she had him thinking She's on in on what the deal is She told him how she feels, we are not different Sees it on the media and reads it on the internet Hears it on the radio, s** is selling product Symptom of oppression, where the 1% get more than just the off cuts And ignorance is bliss, why won't it let me hit that? I've been trying to get my fix, it's just an empty mismatch You can try and act the big man, fingers at the bad guy You can open up your big mouth, close down your damn mind I ain't got time to hold your hand You know I know I'm gone And I'm not here to make your mind up You know I know I won't You're more than just a ghost in a shell A ghost in a shell So here's a little story 'bout Milly and Matt Milly always told Matt, he's stinky you're fat Matty struggled with confidence, kids thought he was chubby Milly was the opposite, boys called her a honey Born in the money, Milly's fam settled in Palm Beach Some would say Summer Bay, had a shoulder from harms reach And an all shore mansion was heritage listed Oak-floor boards cabinet and shared in the linen Extravagant living, you could tell that wealth was a given From that high held prop in the kitchen Butlers up in the ovens, after he's done the dishes He bu*tering up the muffins, father's up in the spinach Yeah daddy was minute, hit him with the amount Cash in the cow, advertising exec' Maccas was his biggest account About 20 years back he scored his first billboard Before long he made a mill', then a couple mill' more But if only daddy actually cared She'd wake up, and cake up with make up and glamorous hair Dreaming of a face up on that billboard Or half naked on the front page of Vanity Fair Her mother had lips full of botox Which influenced Mill to get work done She what she'd get implants of a nose job She loved both, but could not get decide on the first one September 4th fell on a Thursday Just an ordinary day, in a day of her life But it was Milly's 21st Birthday The day she organised to go under the knife Not content with the skin that she lived in Pursuit of happiness is a curse Before the blade made its incision Milly grabbed the hand and Matty's mother who happened to be the nurse I ain't got time to hold your hand You know I know I'm gone And I'm not here to make your mind up You know I know I won't You're more than just a ghost in a shell A ghost in a shell