We are who we pretend to be
(Why can’t you be someone else?)
We all tell you what you wanna see
(Please tell me)

You don’t have to see through lies
(Just tell me the truth)
To read between the lines
(Why won’t you help me?)

The facade is a fragile thing
It can be broken by a breath
Gilded glue holds it together
A piecemeal type of death

The perfume of pride
Makes way for the stench
Of desperation

As the sun comes up
On another night wasted

Life dancing still
A blurred painting
Waiting
For focus

Pride settling in
Yet nothing to be proud of

Write influenced
By a muse attached to a broken bottle
A pen, mutilated by inked depravity

Poise has been lost
Kneeling upon a grave
Waiting for its day
To be shared

We are who we pretend to be
(Why can’t you be someone else?)
We all tell you what you wanna see
(Please tell me)

You don’t have to see through lies
(Just tell me the truth)
To read between the lines
(Why won’t you help me?)

Flipping through all the books
Trying to find what I am looking for
Pages get ripped out
Torn apart and thrown away

Dancing in distress
Holding out for better days
(Rage against the flashing lights
That keep us dancing)

Shades inside, a suit and tie
Dressed up with nowhere to go but

Six feet underground

Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts
As long as we’re numb
There’s nothing to fear

There’s nowhere to go
But anywhere
So tear me apart
Spread my limbs
To every corner

Piece me together
Just in time
For judgment day

(Rage against the flashing lights
Hold out for better days
Rage against the flashing lights)

Let perfection rest
With the roots I never tore
Let the broken belief in salvation
Shake us to our core

Maybe there’s nothing better
Perhaps there’s nothing on its way
Unsure if there’s a purpose
Can’t keep these thoughts at bay

Allow the flaws to rise up
like flowers in the spring
At least the coffin’s nice
Even if I don’t believe a thing

It’s hard to believe
When you don’t wanna feel at all
Let the flowers rise up
Nourished by my fall