Why are we so obsessed with cutting skin? When the real things in our lives can't get in
Marching to the same drum Every single beat's gone I can hear the dark days coming Another generation Fighting for attention Can't you see I'm tired of running?
There's a house in the forest Where her days are forgotten By the lake, she dropped her dreams And now they've sunk to the bottom
Oh, beauty queen It's only skin deep It's only thin sheets There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen Something's telling me That you were never meant to be Trapped in time
Why are we holding hands like paper chains? Why are we so content to stay the same?
Marching to the same drum Every single beat's gone I can hear the dark days coming
Another generation Fighting for attention Can't you see I'm tired of running?
There's a girl I remember Who was everyone's dream Now her face has become her It's the saddest thing you'll ever see
Oh, beauty queen It's only skin deep It's only thin sheets There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen Something's telling me That you were never meant to be Trapped in time
There's a house in the forest Where her days are forgotten By the lake she dropped her dreams Now they've sunk to the bottom
Oh, beauty queen It's only skin deep It's only thin sheets There's no audience
Oh, beauty queen Something's telling me That you were never meant to be Trapped in timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
