Imperfection she's been told The positives are undersold A gain of envy, a loss of health Preparing to consume herself
She does not see the pulsing veins She does not feel her own restraints Before the eyes the beauty is wasting away Reflections praise, she's dressed in decay
You see the struggle flood the skin From promises to paper-thin She turns a blind eye, will of stone From stunning smile, to flesh and bone
She does not see the pulsing veins She does not feel her own restraints Before the eyes the beauty is wasting away Reflections praise, she's dressed in decay
She does not see the pulsing veins She does not feel her own restraints Before the eyes the beauty is wasting away Reflections praise, she's dressed in decayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
