Plastic Surgery

Isn’t this how it feels to be reborn?
They’re ripping your heart out
And replacing it with stone
“Temporary,” they say, “she’s okay.”
A medical breakthrough will save her
You can’t fix what isn’t broken

Improving isn’t an option, dear
We must break you through and through
We’ll rearrange your insides
We’ll stitch you up and you’ll be okay
You never found your way, dear
Let the nice doctor fix your soul

You’ll see the world our way
You’ll never have to lift a finger
Dreams won’t even count
Who needs individuality when you can be me?
Who needs a heart?
When you can spend you days poking fun
At those that dare to be different
Just like us
It doesn’t matter what you want
Try and make life easier for me

You’ll have a pretty plastic face
And a brain to match
You’ll be so perfect, baby girl
Like a caterpillar you’ll blossom into a beautiful butterfly
Nothing out of the ordinary
Not anymore

Come now,
It’s time
Say farewell to your meaningful thoughts
No more emotion
No more you

We promise we’ll love you
That’s what you’ve always wanted
Just give us your soul
Nothing more, nothing less
No bartering now, my love
Come be a clone like us
Don’t worry
We’ll soften your judgment now
Let us fix you right up