Smoke and Mirrors (Demo) Veruca Salt

Tell me what you want
Tell me what you want
Tell me, tell me what you want

She's the one, never gets what she wanted
She's the one, doesn't get what she does have
She's got a daughter with the eyes of a genius
She's got a mother, don't matter, it's where it all breaks down
Where it all breaks down

Mommy dearest, caught in Vegas, she's a fright fiend
Overrated and refined, she's a dope fiend
No one said they wonder why she's a bad dream
Someone wake me up, it's hot, it's hell here

I don't wanna go where there's smoke and mirrors
Take me to the desert where air is clear
I'd rather hang out on the strip when the cokehead clears
Than take an order from the killer, your atmosphere is rotten

You may want me
But I don't want you back

She's a tramp, kind of lean, leaves a bad taste
After hours, prop her up, she's in another place
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Wanna get there faster, but she can't come down
But she can't come down (Hey)