To Hell with Fashion

You need to lose your innocence
Before you dye your hair
It’s a question of attitude
And we no longer care
We dress how we want to
Up to the nines
We say no to the sartorial conspiracy
Of modern times

To hell with fashion
To hell with the setting trends
To hell with fashion
To hell with all your stupid friends

Look at the models
All as thin as rakes
They are dying on catwalks
Of self loathing and self hate
On the magazine covers
A concentration camp teen
Is making a gesture
That’s truly obscene

To hell with fashion
To hell with the vetting trends
To hell with fashion
To hell with all your stupid friends

To hell with fashion…

Pout on parade
Hip boys and it girls
Fantasy figures
In a reality world
A sweat shop monopoly
For the corporate creep
Kinder-whore pathology
Or heroin chic

To hell with fashion
To hell with the letting trends
Dictate your passion
To hell with all your stupid friends
To hell with money
To hell with fame
To hell with celebrity
To hell with the brand and the brand name

To hell with fashion…



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