Woorden: My Ruin. Cosmetic.

elegantly wasted and i can taste it
here i sit, trying not to fake this gift
of the beauty myth
i can't help but feel like this
bored... of the beauty whore
cos my body just wants more
scars... and i can feel them
wounds... i can't heal them
red bring my mouth to life
black revive my hair that's dyed
make up always helps me hide
what i don't like on the outside

[chorus]
starlight, starbright
first star i see tonight
i wish i may, i wish i might
have the wish i wish tonight

a birthday girl
a broken heart
you name the drama she played the part
long lost demons leave her godless
like her powder
leaves her flawless
sugar coated heart shaped pout
lipstick just destorts her mouth

mascara puts her eyes to sleep
cos beauty's only skin deep

[repeat chorus]

bitch du jour
served on a platter
she's so pretty
but does it matter
beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
but nobody told her
mirror mirror on the wall
watch her break and watch her fall
stitch her smile
bruise her knees
walk among her enemies

blessed am i among women
to live and love in such a beautiful temple
blessed am i among women