I'm so pathetic on my assembly line I got mass production going And i'm running out of time I got things that will make you jelous Doped up and over developed Im taking the right turn, And im cured of all my germs Im stuck in survival mode No one cares to change the code I'll runing round my cage And my body is still pumping rage I'm so aesthetic on my assembly line I got garbage on the inside Yet i'm looking fine It's My youth incision my plastic life decisions I'm taking the right turn And i'm cured of all my germs Im stuck in survival mode No one cares to change the code I'll runing round my cage And my body is still pumping rage