Decoration

So take the boy to the back cover up his ears We got some dirty little secrets we don't want him to hear In this business you don't question someones wealth We'll chain him to the bed so he won't run away We'll take the piggy bank and cash it in on our way Just chase your dreams and never let them go Decorations, Decorations Decorations, Decorations But you can kick it in the back and make it will all go away Take some pills for the pain and throw your voice away Someone else is paid to write the hits So you can talk until you're rich, until your cheekbones hurt And then a little baby talk to make sure you still work It's all about the pointless perks that we all pay for to pay for ourselves Decorations, Decorations Decorations, Decorations Decorations, Decorations Decorations, Decorations