She stares at her reflection
Eyes burning hole on every inch of her skin
She seeks for perfection
A pair of angel wings and porcelain skin
Cause every walls echoes her shattered voice
Every shadows shows her lack of curve
Every mirror shows the scars and stain
The ones she tries to erase in vain
She wants to scream but she traded her vocal cord
All she wants was to be perfect, she knows she falls short
So scream, darling
Let me hear that resonant pain
So cry, darling
Let me see that beautiful rain
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