I'm Designer

My generation's for sale, beats a steady job

How much have you got?

My generation don't trust no one

It's hard to blame, not even ourselves

The thing that's real for us is fortune and fame

All the rest seems like work

It's just like diamonds in ****

I'm high class,

I'm a whore

Actually both, basically

I'm a proWe've all got our own style of baggage

Why **** it yourself?

You've made me an offer that

I can't refuse

Course either way,

I get screwed

Counter proposal

I go home and jerk off

It's truly a lie,

I counterfeit myself

It's truly a lie,

I counterfeit myself

You don't own, you don't own

You don't own, you don't own

You don't own what none can buy

You don't own, you don't own, neither do

IHigh and mighty, you say selling out is a shame

Is that the name of your boo?

Push a silver spoon in your ass

No more holding us down

Down dog, down mutt, nice mutt

You're insulted, you can't be bought or sold

Translation offer too low

You don't know what you're worth

It isn't much, my piano's for sale

How many times must

I sell myself

Before my pieces are gone?

I'm one of a kind,

I'm designer

Never again will

I repeat myself

Enough is never enough

Never again will

I repeat myself

It used to be the plan was screwing the man

Now it's have *** with the man after he buys

You.com for sale at a low, low price

It's truly a lie,

I counterfeit myself

It's truly a lie,

I counterfeit myself

You don't own, you don't own

You don't own, baby

You don't own what none can buy

You don't own, you don't own

What none can buy, neither do

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