Silicone kingdom.

Hears mom and dad yelling

Mom always wants a divorce

Dad calling Momma a whore, drunk

Been drinking all weekend a couple of coors

A couple of doors were broke in cover the floor, damn

He’s always told never to tell

If anybody finds out he’ll be put in a cell

Hit with a belt

There will be nobody to help

And so he prays everyday

While he’s stuck in this hell

All to himself

He holds every ounce of it in

All the kids who have things always laughing at him

All the teachers see his pain

But he’s playing pretend

Playing with friends

Is something he wishes he can but

Nobody wants to give him a chance

Nobody wants to be with him man

Been looking at the future

But the future is so far in advance

Looking at the alcohol in his hand

Like damn, like why, why god

Why do I do this again and

Why am I getting so drunk

See my dad was a drunk

I don’t wanna be him, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them in bottles of Gin

I'm tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake

To replace all my feelings within

I don’t wanna lose myself

Lose my-self

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The Silicone Kingdom

With you, with you

She goes to read another message

Ho, Slut, Stupid and fake

She doesn’t know how much she can take

She looking at her body

It's a body that she plans to replace fake

Everything all over her face fake

Smile leads up to her lashes

Never been asked about passion

Only been asked about passing

The blunt to the left or a pic of her chest

Call a bitch and a mess

She’s a wreck

Waiting for a text from a guy

Who tell her that he love her

But he wanna see her cry

Who tell her that he love her

But he beat her every night

With a pipe out of spite

She might leave him for a guy

With a tie and a job

A Mike or a Rob

She’s tired and sobs on the knob of a door

Yelling out “please I can’t take no more”

And he’s yelling out “Fuck you, you cunt, you whore”

Damn she doesn’t wanna be on the news

Only 22 looking down the barrel of a 22

Looking for a move she can make

Looking at the bruise on her face

Never felt safe

Never felt late til the end of the month

Looking down at her stomach like

“what have we done”

I was looking for love

And you were looking for fun

And now a life is in my body

‘cause you wanted to cum

Like why, why god

Why do I do this again and

Why am I thinking that

We can find love inside lust

See we love to pretend, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them

By fucking with him

I'm tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake

To replace all my feelings within

I don’t wanna lose myself

Lose my-self

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The Silicone Kingdom

With you, with you

He’s addicted to the worlds most dangerous drug

The one that’ll make you lose

Everything that you love

And we don’t understand

Money doesn’t buy love

So we pile up all our money

Just to buy us a new car

Some new rims

A new Benz

Doesn’t have friends no more

An iPod an iPad an iMac

So rich that he’s feeling poor

If he had one chance to go back

Wishes that he never bagged a whore

A couple more coors and a broken door

Shattered decor all over the floor

Coming home at a quarter to four

Coming home is a bore

Looking at a Gin bottle

Got a quarter to pour

At a local titty bar got a better rapport

No cover ones cover the floor

Really looking for more

And more money makes more problems

He don’t understand how to solve em

Doesn’t understand

His son and his wife are his life

Every night when they fight

Now he’s looking at them as a problem

That's a problem

Now he doesn’t know what to do

Out of touch, leaving town

Every weekend or two

Thinking money maybe buy us

All the happiness too

Til he’s sitting in a room

Staring back at a 22

Like what happened to life

I went so many years and I thought I was right

I went so many years never living my life

And I’m scared that my son turns out just like me

Why me, my God

Everything I see really is a facade

Fake love, fake hair, fake nails, fake bod

We replace as a race and we try to play God

Like why, why God

Why do I do this again and

Why am I getting so drunk

See my dad was a drunk

I don’t wanna be him, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them in bottles of Gin, I

I know we’re thinking that

We can find love inside lust

See we love to pretend, I

I know apart of the problem

Is Silicone Kingdom we’re living within

I'm tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake

To replace all of my feelings within, I

I don’t wanna lose myself

Lose my-self

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The Silicone Kingdom

With you, with you.