Well, she'd rather bleed lipgloss
But who could blame her
She used to be so beautiful
Bone structure that screams to be felt
Living in some fake euphoria
With boys that tell her they love her for her
Shes just a little piece of garbage
In some precious glitter box
Drowning in her memories
Of a world she wishes she forgot
Well no emotion can escape her face anymore,
really
Underneath the snow white concealer
If only it could conceal her insides she dreams
Thankgod its only her outside we can see
But, when tears glass her eyes
Thats when you get a glimpse of her inside
Even her bloodstream flows with a touch of despair
Just waiting to escape, with the next artery she tears
Well, when she cries she still looks prettier then most
And i guess thats all this world cares about
Who cares if you cut your life short?
As long as you leave a beautiful corpse.
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