Artificially Repaired

Tired, aching in disrepair Shadows have left their mark as I stared Something seeping into my mind This thing, when it’s through I will never find I see your face and I know that it’s just goodbye For when we’re through you will see that I had lied A curse of trust for my boredom and my spite If I looked long enough I’d know that in you I hide But I know Fighting, fading into the scene Hiding in mirrors that make me unclean Deter my paper contract routine You are just something I have been I’ve seen it all and I have been everything If what I see is a lie then I know that to look is to bring Deceive me now before you give me a chance to sing Pain and hatred and plastic broken wings It’s nothing Nothing will ever let me breathe Darkness and anger is my world This means that I had just not heard Darkness and anger is my soul Burning, I’m running down this hole Nothing left to even bleed Paper and plastic is my name Trust me, we’ll screw and feed this vain Buy love, smile until we die Mannequins until the end of time