Next phase, next craze, next nothing new

Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue

Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two

Turned him into a video kid like you

I know you're just pretending death

There's no window for mistakes

I know you see right through me

There's no promise left to break

Shot the pretty boy killed him on commodore

Need a new game, need a new something more

Got a new face got a new way to score

Got a voice like something I've heard before

The message misleading

We're lying, we're cheating

We're only repeating

The motions preceding