Dirt, Tears and Shame

Phased out Everyone chooses their substance to live by Predisposed By entertainers with moral higher ground You are just a grave with no body in A random silicone doll in a trash bin No one will remember what you did Eyes on an icon that's safe to believe in Soul drained out, washed with dirty cloth of fame It's alright we know you won't survive Time will paint you an ugly smile Too involved in act of power strike Old an lonely you will die Death bed, drugged up, messed up, bright lights Skinned down, remember your childhood vows The screams are too still to be found now Event horizon of sorrowful life Dirt, tears, shame