Текст песни PLUNK TONE - Манекены

Instead of feeling - casts,
Papier-mache - instead of the soul,
And the words, full of hypocrisy,
Too true were used differently.

Evolution.
Mutated genes.
People
Turned into dummies.
Absolutely
All as one,
Apathetically
Watch with windows.

Instead, the brain -
Polyethylene.
Am I perfect,
As a mannequin.
In pursuit of fashion
Late for a moment
And suffered
Defeat.

Soul, flying down
Soul, sliding away,
On the ruins of fate.

Evolution.
Mutated genes.
People
Turned into dummies.
I, like everyone else,
Captured -
I was like
On the mannequin.

Soul, flying down
Soul, sliding away,
On the ruins of fate.

Instead of feeling - casts,
Papier-mache - instead of the soul,
And the words, full of hypocrisy,
Too true were used differently.