How Do You Feel

You build yourself up in plastic, removing the signs of age

You pay for plastic surgery, to get a grip on the pace

And every day you wake up smiling, knowing you look fine

‘Cause you have paid a lot of money, to get “lifted” from behind

The skin around your face is thin and tightened to the bone

Your nose got lifted from within, your hair is not your own

Your body looks as if you worked out, you ain’t done a thing

‘Cause if you did, the risk would be, the cracking of your skin

How do you feel? Knowing you ain’t you

How do you feel? When you look at you

How do you feel? Can you count the scars

How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars

Plastic surgery

Inhuman, can’t you see

So fuck you living deads

Get plastic in your heads

How do you feel?

How do you feel?

Tell me how do you feel?

The sucktion of your hips and thighs were just a little thing

The adjustments made to you in time, are countless and obscene

I wonder what is left of you, how much you’ve got inside

I wonder what you did in time, to choose this way to hide

How do you feel? Knowing you ain’t you

How do you feel? When you look at you

How do you feel? Can you count the scars

How do you feel? Do you feel like the stars

Plastic surgery

Inhuman, can’t you see

So fuck you living deads

Get plastic in your heads