All the sexiness in the world couldn't save her from herself.
Surrendered individuality to avoid the painful dreams and scenes of tomarrow's yesterday.
Vanity contains her and she don't even know she's trapped. That's the byproduct of a free will that collapsed.
Her mirror shatters under tears she cries, shards of a hollow nothing fill her eyes. This is what she is, this is why she tries; Her broken insides, living her outside's guise. She'll never live between the lines of bad luck broken mirrors. She dies without her breath on the glass as she draws nearer.
Your alter-ego is drowning in the tepid waters of your stereotype slash cast consciousness.
You're shattered, tattered, nothings ever mattered but you.
Surrendered individuality to avoid the painful dreams and scenes of tomarrow's yesterday.
Vanity contains her and she don't even know she's trapped. That's the byproduct of a free will that collapsed.
Her mirror shatters under tears she cries, shards of a hollow nothing fill her eyes. This is what she is, this is why she tries; Her broken insides, living her outside's guise. She'll never live between the lines of bad luck broken mirrors. She dies without her breath on the glass as she draws nearer.
Your alter-ego is drowning in the tepid waters of your stereotype slash cast consciousness.
You're shattered, tattered, nothings ever mattered but you.