• Are you happy with the plastic metals
    That lie in the rusting case
    And the fake photos that line the walls
    Hiding the chipping paint.
    They all have plastic faces,
    Fake smiles perfectly in place,
    And you are just one of them
    Struggling to keep your mask in place.
    Are you happy with the broken trophies
    Adding to the overflowing closet
    And the yellowing newspapers
    Piling up on the moldy floor.
    Does this fulfill your fantasies?
    Is it what you always dreamed?
    The plastic smiles gracing faces
    Of those suffering underneath.
    Are you happy with the outdated tapes
    Depicting what can never be again
    And the records as they skip a beat
    Repeating the same melody over and over again.
    Are you happy with the piles of money
    That can never fill the hole in your heart
    And the fact that you are simply a ghost
    Of who you were before the start.
    The plastic faces are slowly melting off
    Can you see what's underneath?
    The devil never releases his souls,
    Once sold you are never again free.