This static hit the airwaves
This gimmick hit the big time
We bought these makes in California
Where those plastic surgeons are the crime
Liars and fakers are good moneymakers
Two-faced, double crossed, and vacant
We started a suicide cult today
And killed ourselves for the cliché
Would you follow each other to the next big thing?
Of shooting yourself in the face
Would you bleed yourself dry?
Just to live out that lie?
And for one empty embrace
Bulimic and hostile
Are you sedated?
Are you the emaciated?


Lyrics submitted by skycamefalling0

Lie. Fake. Money-Make.™ song meanings
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