B.G. - Problems lyrics

Loveless, soul-less robots made out of skin

Manicure, accessorize, cover up the sewage within

Twisted, tainted, always at odds

Silicone idols to disposable gods

You turn every good thing into a sin

Build your tower out of stone, live within until it falls

Then crouched in darkness all alone

Come tumbling down like plastic dolls

Hide the signs of suffering, embrace your mediocrity

Like mindless zombies shuffling

You imitate reality

Haunted, sleepless meat-puppet without a will

Sanguine, yet your peace of mind comes in a pill

Torpid, tranquil, hopeful and vain

Undersexed, overfed and living in pain

The less you know of yourself the more you can kill

Build your tower out of twigs, live within until it falls

Then like those silly play-time pigs

Come tumbling down like plastic dolls

Hide the signs of suffering, embrace your mediocrity

Like mindless zombies shuffling you imitate reality

Build your tower out of stone, live within until it falls

Then crouched in darkness all alone

Come tumbling down like plastic dolls

Hide the signs of suffering, embrace your mediocrity

Like mindless zombies shuffling

You imitate reality