Prosthetic Head

I see you

Down on the front line

Such a sight for sore eyes

You're a suicide makeover

Plastic eyes

Looking through a numbskull

Self-effaced, what's his face

You erased yourself so shut up

You don't let up

You have a growth that must be treated

Like a severed severe pain in the neck

You can smell it but you can't see it

No explanation identified 'cause

You don't know

You don't say

And you got no reply

Hey you, where did you come from?

Got a head full of lead

You're an inbred bastard son

All dressed up, redblooded, a mannequin

Do or die, no reply

Don't deny that you're synthetic

You're pathetic

You have a growth that must be treated

Like a severed severe pain in the neck

You can smell it but you can't see it

No explanation identified 'cause

You don't know

You don't say

And you got no reply

I see you

Down on the front line

Such a sight for sore eyes

You're a suicide makeover

You don't know

You don't say

And you got no reply

You don't know

You don't say

And you got no reply