Virtue is lost
Beyond this sleek veneer
Beneath the neon existence
Her face is grey
And everything she longs for turns to black
The chemicals bring little vindication
And white lines lace every vein
Does she realise what she has become?
But she's not waking
And she's still failing
But she's not waking
She's still failing
Go
Follow the siren's song
To face this empty cycle
Searching the darkest nights
Searching the silence
And does it make you sick?
Can you hear me is she conscious?
Does it make you feel beautiful?
Bloodshed under the streetlight
Beyond this sleek veneer
Beneath the neon existence
Her face is grey
And everything she longs for turns to black
The chemicals bring little vindication
And white lines lace every vein
Does she realise what she has become?
But she's not waking
And she's still failing
But she's not waking
She's still failing
Go
Follow the siren's song
To face this empty cycle
Searching the darkest nights
Searching the silence
And does it make you sick?
Can you hear me is she conscious?
Does it make you feel beautiful?
Bloodshed under the streetlight
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