Look at the hair, look at the face Nothing inside, taking up space Boys in the hall, girls in the row Watching a screen, watching a show Perfect design, perfectly fake Look at the glass, ready to break Look at the skin, look at the shell No one to see, nothing to tell Hold the smile Stand in file No one asks All their desires maxxed Pom-poms are up, under the lights Kicking the air, feeding the nights Crowds in the stand, screaming my name Sparking the lust, playing the game Perfect design, perfectly fake Look at the glass, ready to break Look at the skin, look at the shell No one to see, nothing to sell Just a shape Just a line I am fine I. Am. Fine . — © 4nd3rs / Nils Anders / Everything Stops Records All Rights Reserved.
