Project Youth - Television Lyrics

I sold my child for money
Jumped for joy with my wife
New fashion, pants are baggy
Are 3 "yes" enough to change your life?
I won a huge car and it's free
Than i sold my house to pay tax
Everyday drink chemical tea
Buy gold-plated small shacks

Violence brings too much rating
Stories are like a painting
Where are the stars? In the sky? or in the box?
Whatever you see is all sucks

Frontmen search an anus to lick up
Love to watch famous actor's ass
Soap fuckin opera, this week's top
Enjoy! Torture never ends
My closet's on the living room
Sour and tasty screen piss
I can't hear my conscious boom
Fantasies with cinch angel's kiss

Violence brings too much rating
Stories are like a painting
Where are the stars? In the sky? or in the box?
Whatever you see is all sucks

You should wear a sack today
Depression is your holiday
New trend is "go away"
Television!

Violence brings too much rating
Stories are like a painting
Where are the stars? In the sky? or in the box?
Whatever you see is all sucks