Napalm death distorting the medium lyrics

Saturating, pre - assuming icon of the youth, ways and means to call 





the shots.





Fingers in the pies which resign us from vacant urges, facing the 





bombardment - no escape!





 





Stick your intentions! Parade of puppets, sickly sweet - you stink 





of vulgarity.





Sacrifice the faculties, all you've achieved is synthetic scenes.





 





Next step is to gain approval from those ignore, those who recognize 





the charade.





To fabricate alternatives designed to be expensive in hand with the 





regular facade.





 





Acquire acclaim with plastic actions, sickly sweet - you stink of 





vulgarity!





Sacrifice the faculties, all you've achieved is synthetic scenes.





 





Fit into the clich, a legend in your own brain, bigoted, motivated 





only for prestige.





 





A mask for your inadequacy.





 





Reshaping for what's required for slick commercially.





Censored for subversion, redundant machine.





 





Don't let them mold your identity.