Plastic Standard Songtext
von CHERRYBEATS

She don′t like her face the way it is
She turns into an evil clown grotesque
Just saying
That make-up won't make up for
All that character you miss
She don′t like her mouth the way it is
She rather looks like some fucked up human fish
Just saying
Those issues won't be flushed out
By the poison in your lips

Yeah, well, standard model no. 1
Yeah, well, directly from the catalog
Yeah, well, scalpel, clamp, piece of your mind
Yeah, well, too bad, somehow they never ever get it right


She saves for a chest upgrade to double D
So she fits into her boyfriends's porn reality
Just saying
Those air baloons won′t do much to lift your broken self-esteem
She used to be a natural beauty back in her day
Now surgeons wage war on her natural decay
Just saying
You either die a caricature or have some fucking dignity

What kind of sad people you hang out with
That you feel you gotta play along with this shit?
That you don′t see what the fuck's wrong with this shit
How the fuck did we end up, end up like this?

Lift it up, stitch it down, stretch it as it folds
Modulate, reconstruct, liposuck your soul
Swallow all your currency, beauty knows no price
Sky the limit with a little help from Dr. Frankenstein

Plastic standard
Plastic standard
You′re so fucking artificial

Plastic standard
Plastic
You're so fucking artificial