Vanity (Dies With A Mirror In Her Coffin)

So pose Like a fashion corpse Down your walk of shame Like the work of art you are Are you disposable? Well of course you are Now sit back while we fall apart All your petty lies have been erased The scars of guilt are now showing on your face Picture perfect within a broken frame Long night low light Coming down the high of euphoria I hate the irony but I love the taste of revenge We play to see who keeps their sanity Empty canvas You're once again Wasting your precious tears all in vain You know its all the same Why is everything you love so fake? With nothing inside A pair of eyes and a smile Intoxicated with lies Hypnotized by your demise Lacerated in vices Enticed by devices With nothing to say for yourself Wake up wake up You know the mirror is not to blame You're so vain Better realize someday Your beauty will not remain Forever my dear Why is everything you love so fucking fake? Empty canvas You're once again Wasting your precious tears all in vain You know its all the same Empty canvas You're once again Wasting your precious tears all in vain You know its all the same In the end