Plaster Scene

Punks and patches, patches and punks All talk about fighting but it's just for the drugs Waste case hitting a brand new stage Because being fucked up is all the rage Can't walk straight, just life at stake Continuing the cycle to alleviate A pointless struggle against the state State of mind, just to intoxicate Not about the music, nor a point to make Continually all they do is just take take take Not about the music, no point to make This plaster scene is just fake fake fake Fashionista punk rock sista Counting on spikes just to find a new mister Using, boozing, can I snag a smoke Walking up to me to try and steal a toke Flat broke extinguisher of Stoke You know she's just another cliche punk rock joke Eyelids flutter, the beauty of the gutter Teenage drug addled unwed mother Subhuman peroxide punk Brand new leather jacket lined with studs Box of bleach and some manic panic Fits right in with ever punk on the planet Not about the music, nor a point to make, Continually all they do is just take take take, Not about the music, no point to make This plaster scene is just fake fake fake Why can't you see Intoxication is foresakening I know you know we both hold the key But who's gonna turn it in this plaster scene Why can't you just let it be Without illusion and insanity Down another shot and we just may see How murky is the water in this plaster scene All ya ever do is the same old things Complain about the world it's a drug addled dream But will you make a difference in a single beat Creating all your problems in this plaster scene Another bag of coke and some amphetamine Living in squalor in your punk rock dream Chop another line and the story repeats Fixed with the cast of your plaster scene It's just a plaster scene Plaster scene It's just a plaster scene A plaster scene Break apart your body in this plaster scene Mold away your mind in this plaster scene Will you ever learn in your punk rock dream It's just a plaster scene