Silicone Kingdom - Witt Lowry

He hears mom and dad yellin', mom always wanted divorce

Dad calling momma a whore

Drunk, been drinking all weekend, a couple of Coors

A couple of doors were broke in, cover the floor, damn

He’s always told never to tell

If anybody finds out, he’ll be put in a cell

Hit with a belt, there will be nobody to help

And so he prays everyday while he’s stuck in this hell

All to himself, he holds every ounce of it in

All the kids who have things always laughing at him

All the teachers see his pain, but he’s playing pretend

Playing with friends is something he wishes he can

But nobody wants to give him a chance

Nobody wants to be with a man

Been looking at the future, but the future is so far in advance

Looking at the alcohol in his hand, like «Damn»

Like, «Why, why God?

Why do I do this again, and

Why am I getting so drunk?

See, my dad was a drunk, I don’t wanna be him, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them in bottles of gin

I’m tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake to replace all my feelings within, I»

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou

She goes to read another message—"Ho, slut, stupid and fake"

She doesn’t know how much she can take

She’s looking at her body, it’s a body that she plans to replace—fake

Everything all over her face—fake

Smile leads up to her lashes

Never been asked about passion

Only been asked about passin' the blunt to the left

Or a pic of her chest, called a bitch and a mess, she’s a wreck

Waiting for a text from a guy

Who’d tell her that he love her, but he wanna see her cry

Who’d tell her that he love her, but he beat her every night

With a pipe out of spite, she might leave him for a guy

With a tie and a job, a Mike or a Rob

She’s tired and sobs on the knob of a door

Yellin' out, «Please, I can’t take no more!»

And he’s yellin' out, «Fuck you!

You cunt, you whore!»

Damn, she doesn’t wanna be on the news

Only 22, looking down the barrel of a .22

Looking for a move she can make

Looking at the bruise on her face, never felt safe

Never felt late 'til the end of the month

Looking down at her stomach like, «What have we done?»

I was looking for love and you were lookin' for fun

And now a life is in my body 'cause you wanted to cum

Like «Why, why God?

Why do I do this again, and

Why am I thinking that we could find love inside lust?

See, we love to pretend, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them by fucking with him

I’m tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake to replace all my feelings within, I»

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou

He’s addicted to the world’s most dangerous drug

The one that’ll make you lose everything that you love

And we don’t understand, money doesn’t buy love

So we pile up all our money just to buy us

A new car, some new rims, a new Benz

Doesn’t have friends no more

An iPod, an iPad, an iMac

So rich that he’s feeling poor

If he had one chance to go back

Wishes that he never bagged a whore

A couple more Coors and a broken door

Shattered decor all over the floor

Coming home at a quarter to four, coming home is a bore

Looking at a gin bottle, got a quarter to pour

At a local titty bar, he got a better rapport

No cover ones cover the floor, really looking for more

And more money makes more problems

He don’t understand how to solve 'em

Doesn’t understand his son and his wife are his life, every night

When they fight, now he’s looking at 'em as a problem

That’s a problem, now he doesn’t know what to do

Out of touch, leaving town, every weekend or two

Thinking money maybe buy us all the happiness too

'Til he’s sitting in a room, staring back at a .22

Like, «What happened to life?

I went so many years and I thought I was right

I went so many years, never livin' my life

And I’m scared that my son turns out just like

Me, why me, my God?

Everything I see really is a facade

Fake love, fake hair, fake nails, fake bod

We replace as a race and we try to play God»

Like «Why, why God, why do I do this again, and

Why am I getting so drunk?

See, my dad was a drunk, I don’t wanna be him, I

I know I’m searching for feelings

I thought I could find them in bottles of gin, I

I know we’re thinking that we could find love inside lust

See, we love to pretend, I

I know a part of the problem

Is silicone kingdom we’re living within

I’m tired of losing my faith

And then looking to fake to replace all of my feelings within, I»

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou

I don’t wanna lose myself, lose myself

I don’t wanna lose myself

Just to rule

The silicone kingdom with you-ou, with you-ou-ou