SinsHere - Nicole Lyrics

You want perfection? I see destruction
Society serves as a wormhole
It sucks to see you sucked in
You must've got a concussion from
Descending heaven's steps
You must've caught your lace and hit your effin' head
You're hoping for a halo? You'll be lucky for a ring
Keep acting like this. I won't change for the machine
I can't date a robot. I can't see a thing
Even a caged bird sings
Your voice must be broken
Choking on fresh air cause it's free
You gotta be a key, a token to the gate
I should poke you to make sure you're awake
You sleep too much, dream too little
And want what everyone has
You've made that clear, Crystal
Fistful of failures and shame on your breath
It's a pain to watch you try gain anything from sex
Don't trip. I won't look at you any less
Here's a breath mint and some twenties
Make sure I'm next

Did it hurt? (Did what hurt?)
When you fell from heaven
It's not a pickup, it's a punchline
On your search for perfection
And just like the movies, everything's fake as f*ck
Maybe if I kill the green screen it'll wake you up

Go ahead, live life like everything's a travesty
You're mad at me 'cause you
Can't see the pageantry?
I'd send you an invite to the laughing tree
But you're so high on your branches
You'd probably laugh at me
Glad to be the last to see Ms. "Beauty Queen"
Try her way into a movie scene
You won't get the part
You may have all the looks but
You don't have the heart
Ugly duckling was a swan all along
Now the duckling's is sucking her way to the top
You won't earn the spot
You'll get dropped from the list
On the train tracks tied at the ankles and wrists
There's something wrong with this
It's been done before
By struggling actresses that come before
Nowadays, it's not enough
To possess skills and traits
They want chicks with looks
Chicks with hooks
Willing to raise the stakes
That'll stop at nothing
Like they cut the breaks
If you don't catch the drift
They want you suck dick and
Take one to the face
So most never make
Their debut and do porn flicks

Did it hurt? (Did what hurt?)
When you fell from heaven
It's not a pickup, it's a punchline
On your search for perfection
And just like the movies, everything's fake as f*ck
Maybe if I kill the green screen it'll wake you up