Open up the gates
Roll out the red carpet
Here I come the end
All be all prototype the nothing and no one

The monochrome the monotone the voice of my generation
The alcohol the shopping mall the mental retardation
That's me I am the prototype
That's me I am the archetype

Fix my hair feel free to stare I am an empty vessel
So amazing exasperating I am a causeless rebel
No mental capacity just music feeding into me
Clogging up my arteries like fast food calories

Drop my pants smoke my cigarette
Take my pills sell my soul
I just can't grow up yet
I'm peter pan in a black hole
Take a drink eat my cellular phone
The internet the internet
I'm thinking not a lot at all
It isn't over yet