Pink killers

You can bet they're favourite pashion
Is beating another girl with simply fashion
You can tell its war and when they want it all
And the one strong enough will make the call

You may call them plastics
But me I call them spastics
Only wanting, never giving
Crawling the ladder is their living

Look out, pink killers are sighted
Back stabbing whenever a groups united
So go on stab me with your lipstick
All you girls are gunna do is make me sick

TM - LiquidSugar