Just Like Them
What's it like to be a man
Living like a manikin
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Plastic Poison
Hate In your veins
Diseased Decayed
Rotting Remains
Feed your Habit
Feed yourBrain
Tell me Everything
Will be Ok
And You pray that You're right
That it's just another sign of the times
This pain inside
Pain feels so right
What's it like to be a man
Living like a manikin
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
What's it like to be a man?
Living like a manikin?
Pressure pounding in your head
Pretending that your just like them
Simulate reality
Lies are shown on the TV
Stuck in the Simulacrum
Phantasmagoria
And all this time
Youve tried to hide
You're just Sick and addicted
To the violence
It's plain to see
It's who You've become
Now You're just Alex Jonesing for it
What's it like to be a man
Living like a maneqquan
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Pigs ordeal, is this for real?
Shadows on the walls conceal
Living just to die in pens and
Smell like shit while doing it
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
Living like a manikin
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Plastic Poison
Hate In your veins
Diseased Decayed
Rotting Remains
Feed your Habit
Feed yourBrain
Tell me Everything
Will be Ok
And You pray that You're right
That it's just another sign of the times
This pain inside
Pain feels so right
What's it like to be a man
Living like a manikin
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
Is the devil just playing God?
What's it like to be a man?
Living like a manikin?
Pressure pounding in your head
Pretending that your just like them
Simulate reality
Lies are shown on the TV
Stuck in the Simulacrum
Phantasmagoria
And all this time
Youve tried to hide
You're just Sick and addicted
To the violence
It's plain to see
It's who You've become
Now You're just Alex Jonesing for it
What's it like to be a man
Living like a maneqquan
Hanging from a plastic stand
Pretending that you're just like them
Pigs ordeal, is this for real?
Shadows on the walls conceal
Living just to die in pens and
Smell like shit while doing it
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
You smell like shit
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Rispoli
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