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letra de fashion show - the hearkening

with nothing to say, we’re on display like mannequins
flaunting our good deeds, but it’s all a performance
we keep up with the latest trends
alter ourselves when they end
and conform to the culture ‘til we realize our lives have been spent
in locked fitting rooms, we changed to fit in
and stripped ourselves of ourselves ‘cause we were out of fashion
so now we’re pretty on the outside, but sinking low within
standing proud in storefront windows, yеt we stand for nothin’

you’re just a gorgeous advеrtis-m-nt
of what you wish you were
but i don’t buy it
no

we don’t know how to talk
about our twisted thoughts
so now we’re drowning, but it’s only on the inside
tell time with broken clocks
they tick but never tock
stand still with idle hands ‘cause we’re afraid to be alive

to live and die by a morbid dress code
we’ve got body bags for clothes and price tags on our toes
and we’re all model citizens, but it’s only for show
a matching costume to show off in the fashion show
and so we fake our way
all the way
down the runway
but i won’t look my best for you
‘cause i think we lost our way
on the way
down the runway
just wanted to be loved, but not by you

so now we all look the same
and now we all look and sound the same
no fingerprints, no faces, no identity
nothing to separate us, no authenticity

we don’t know how to talk
about our twisted thoughts
so now we’re drowning, but it’s only on the inside
we don’t know right from wrong
our innocence is gone
with the light that we once knew, and now we don’t know how to shine

i’ve been staring at the mirror in the rain with an ice pick to my heart
i’ll chip away, chip away, chip away at the frozen surface
‘cause i’ve grown cold over years of torment, tried to cover up the pain but it stayed stagnant
i’ll break away from the mirror image and cut away the plastic
i’m blood bought and i’m not for resale
i can’t be stolen, can’t be bought for a price at retail
i’ll never fabricate the way i’m woven
mouth sewn open, unraveled, outspoken
i’m blood bought and i’m not for resale
can’t be stolen, can’t be bought for a price at retail
i won’t fabricate the way i’m woven
mouth sewn open, unrivaled, outspoken

- the hearkening

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