TheTwighlight
Bluelighter
Dollwreck
Self-destructive supermodel posture
Your wealth must be reaching top shelf
And yet, your eyes scream out in black
Mascara skin stains on attack
You've fallen
Torn apart your dress
Your beauty: rotten
Such a mess
Why do you sustain this mission?
A penny for your ammunition
Trust in me, that I know why you shoot your bullets to the sky
Your gunshot to the stratosphere
The time has come for what you fear
The mirror, as of late, reflects a lie
No longer does a sparkle ride your eye
Singled out and hung the noose too high
Scared to live, but too afraid to die
Reading this must break your heart
Setting fire to your art
Arsenic inside your glass
Turning all your gold to brass
Ripping out your knotted hair
Last place in the ribbon fair
Just trust my words if I'm not there
When no one else on earth would care
Please follow me, 'cause I know why you shoot your bullets to the sky
Copyright 2006 The Horsehead Nebula
Self-destructive supermodel posture
Your wealth must be reaching top shelf
And yet, your eyes scream out in black
Mascara skin stains on attack
You've fallen
Torn apart your dress
Your beauty: rotten
Such a mess
Why do you sustain this mission?
A penny for your ammunition
Trust in me, that I know why you shoot your bullets to the sky
Your gunshot to the stratosphere
The time has come for what you fear
The mirror, as of late, reflects a lie
No longer does a sparkle ride your eye
Singled out and hung the noose too high
Scared to live, but too afraid to die
Reading this must break your heart
Setting fire to your art
Arsenic inside your glass
Turning all your gold to brass
Ripping out your knotted hair
Last place in the ribbon fair
Just trust my words if I'm not there
When no one else on earth would care
Please follow me, 'cause I know why you shoot your bullets to the sky
Copyright 2006 The Horsehead Nebula
