Mannequin Theory
Wouldn't you love to relax?
Didn't you know that a stubborn man is too cheap
For that efficient kind of relief
This is the art of shedding our pitiful skin
Tell me it's only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood on your teeth?
The bitterness subsides but how long should I enjoy these dead routines
As the burdens of our youth are laid before our feet
Lets face the facts
We might as well be mannequins waiting for dopamine
A headrush to stay alive
Or maybe we're too obscene
In the way we love to fuck each other
Over and over, again and again
Cover it up with undertones
Speak with a mouthful of nails
Smiles drip with the stench of blood on your teeth
On our teeth
In a sense, it finally gets better
All I had to do was get the fuck over myself
Overpriced remedies come with those flirtatious talks with death
I'd love to feel better
Que sera whatever
Just tell me everything I wanna hear right now
Staring from the outside
A mirror distorts what's real
I haven't learned any god damn thing yeah
Tell me its only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood?
This is the art of embracing the blood on our teeth
Didn't you know that a stubborn man is too cheap
For that efficient kind of relief
This is the art of shedding our pitiful skin
Tell me it's only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood on your teeth?
The bitterness subsides but how long should I enjoy these dead routines
As the burdens of our youth are laid before our feet
Lets face the facts
We might as well be mannequins waiting for dopamine
A headrush to stay alive
Or maybe we're too obscene
In the way we love to fuck each other
Over and over, again and again
Cover it up with undertones
Speak with a mouthful of nails
Smiles drip with the stench of blood on your teeth
On our teeth
In a sense, it finally gets better
All I had to do was get the fuck over myself
Overpriced remedies come with those flirtatious talks with death
I'd love to feel better
Que sera whatever
Just tell me everything I wanna hear right now
Staring from the outside
A mirror distorts what's real
I haven't learned any god damn thing yeah
Tell me its only a taste of self control
But the static is just as sweet
Did you prefer the blood?
This is the art of embracing the blood on our teeth
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Writer(s): Zack Santiago
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