It's apparent tome, that you are happy to be,
Stumbling around in your [bad word] fantasy,
Where everybody wears this phony [bad word] grin
And nobody's ugly, or willing to look in-side
The mirror, they hide from the terror
That the world is not a utopian place
It's iller than ever with scumbags and killers
As the head [bad word] I spit in your face
I'll bet they write us off as a bunch of illiterates
With nothing to say, and think that we're ignorant
Afraid of our might, so they label us belligerant
How can they be so [bad word] arrogant?
To think we'll stand by and take this [bad word] 
We are the strong and they the insignificant
So here's my reply to your condescending statements
All you [bad word] [bad word] can suck my [bad word] 

Sick of all the lies, I despise all you [bad word] fakes [bad word] as no surprise, your demise, you fuel my hate

Hatred-anger contempt-plastic

(Lead)

 [bad word] [bad [bad word] out like your hard
You wanna talk [bad word] lets pull some cards
The mike is my blowgun, spittin' venomous darts
I'm calling you all out, and you know who you are
These plastic people on this plastic planet
Are under my skin, and no one gives a [bad word] [bad word] 
Pop genocide, my solution seems drastic
You've got no heart, I know that you're plastic

I am the voice of hate!!!
Why are you all so fake?
I am the voice of hate!!!
You're plastic