You think that you're so special,
you think you're so important,
but you're inconsequential,
your pretty frame has broken
Cut off the heel,
make it fit no matter the cost,
this is a moral sale,
and everything must go
We are the de-generation,
so flawed and fabuless
we are the new sin-sation,
and we're just as fake as we seem
We are so super-fictional,
so faithful yet so Godless,
this isn't anti-art it's religion at it's finest
Stick the needle in the vein,
and glue it there,
it's just a fairy-tale,
and I'm not scared
We are the de-generation,
so flawed and fabuless
we are the new sin-sation,
and we're just as fake as we seem
Yeah you'll all fall in line, this is the last time
you'll ever see your own personality,
I'll make you just like me
and then you'll all sing along,
this is the last song
you'll ever have the chance to hear.