Do you like our fancy clothes?
and the way we carry ourselves...
just wait until the catwalk ends
and you go home, along with your friends
our makeup melts away
and our clothes catch flame
its the perfect ******* horror story
mom takes out her flask
and dad keeps trying to ask,
whats with you today?
brother gets locked away, like some kind of animal
and the sick part is
its his own **** decision...
camera flash
strike a pose
we're the perfect family
we don't really have cash
but you aren't supposed to know
with our make up caked on
and our fake diamonds
pretending to be strong
but we're always lying
i'm no better
i pretend not to care
but my doll face is cracking
and you cant help but to stare