Hacked For Vanity کے بول

All aboard the plastic train, the eternity of youth No more the aging skin, no more the snaggletooth Lay me down, mark the line, draw the blade Buying into the image of the static horror smile Selling into the surgeon for a piece of foolish pride Lay me down, mark the line, draw the blade All aboard the plastic train and the everlasting youth Knock the balance of nature, reject the awful truth Fall in love with the ego, skin-deep insanity Hide behind the illusion, hacked for vanity