Motormouth

Tell me mannequin, what brings you to move?

Is it all the colors in the magazine?

Following sucks

Paint your face now pose and filter the mood

Give it all you've got

You're just a click away from the fame now

Eat shit, motormouth

Swallow all of it down

You're pretty when you put the face on

And when you shut that mouth

Those chattering teeth lose my sympathy

Got a lot to say?

You've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Nothing you say holds any value

It weaves through the ears like a worm

Searching for light of the masses

Motormouth, swallow down shit like you know how

Swallow and shut up

Motormouth, swallow down shit like you know how

Give it all you've got

You're just a click away from the fame

Eat shit, motormouth

Swallow all of it down

You're pretty when you put the face on

And when you shut that mouth

Those chattering teeth lose my sympathy

Got a lot to say?

You've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Oh mannequin, what brings you to move?

You've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Tell me mannequin, what brings you to move?

Tell me, you've gotta leave it out of the game you play

Only a conscience can stop me from beating you in

Not on the side of the fuck-stain you leave on the earth

I may not be the force constricting sin

But you defile this planet

There's shit in your grin

No way I can end this screaming alone

No way we can stop this, unless we choose to grow

What will they find

Digging around in that oh so empty mind?