We are the nobodies
Wanna be Somebodies
We're dead,
We know just who we are.

Wish we could just wish away
the anonymity,
rise up and be somebody.

Yesterday I was dirty,
wanted to be pretty,
now I know that I'm forever dirt.

I glanced at a magazine,
but stared at the mirror,
went to the store,
spent my money on this and that,
only to realize that I'm fucking fat.

We fix one thing, find another thing,
it's always that one little thing,
we are seekers of perfection.

We were the nobodies,
wanted to be somebodies,
now we're dead.

Day one, you call it mass suicide.
Day four, you pray up and down in morbid faith.
Day seven, we provide entertainment all across the country.
Boy you shoulda seen the ratings that day.
Day 128, critics finally blame the family.
Boy you shoulda seen the shitty ratings that day.
Day 365, the TV reminds you of us,
Boy you shoulda seen the ratings that day.

You call it mass suicide,
We call it cause and effect.

-Your Children (credit given to Marilyn Manson where due)