Drop Dead, Gorgeous - Saylor Lake

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You’re all the fucking same
Worthless and waiting for a savior that was there all along
You’re all the same poison
With perfect lives and cruel intentions
A trail of blood…
You’ve fucking built the skin
Give the paper something to talk about
Give the readers something to talk about
Saylor Lake’s got a mean howl
Careful at night, better watch out
Decorate her funeral with open wounds
When the sorrow pours like water
Down a cold and restless body
Slowly flows a river
In the river we will gaze
Up the stairs, down the hall
Into the bed room she crawled
To place a panicked phone call
But she was struck in the head with a blunt object
I never thought that I would grow tired
Well, I did
There once was a time where I lost my mind and I thought that I wanted this
But now I’m terribly mistaken for a fake
One day these cameras will steal my entire soul
When everything is gone, it’s quiet and we want nothing more