Fading starlets cashing in on nostalgia way too late Stagnant icons dictate just how to stay in your lane What's the point? The keepers of the gates of awe have descended Get in line; act the part It's not that fucking hard Mothers devouring young Regurgitating their souls Taxidermies family circle; see you've gone and done it now No doubt it's all perfect en masse In fact I'm betting on it; trust me Cause it's all this back and forth bullshit And I really couldn't give a damn For what it's worth I think you're probably doing your own best For what it's worth I think you should probably give it a fucking rest It sure as hell ain't me Doing damage; you'll see You've done enough for the both of us And I cannot stress enough: Give up, give up, give up This has gone for far too long This has gone for far too long This has gone for far too long This has gone on for far too long Glorious orgy of death Ouroboros lives it's fucking best life A disgusting display Of self-masturbatory incest Do I really have to watch this shit man? I think that I'm gonna' fucking puke And do I just have to let it happen? There ain't nothing that I can do?