Next phase, next craze, next nothing new
Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue
Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two

Turned him into a video kid like you

I know you're just pretending death

There's no window for mistakes
I know you see right through me
There's no promise left to break


Shot the pretty boy killed him on commodore
Need a new game, need a new something more

Got a new face got a new way to score
Got a voice like something I've heard before


The message misleading
We're lying, we're cheating
We're only repeating

The motions preceding