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Looking into the mirror

Am I looking at a superstar?

How have I become one of those

who have nothing else to stare

than the mirror

My obstructed vision

Nothing's worth to dream on

Just write another love song

and fuel my recognition

Eyes shaded with liner, fading in the dusk

I grow darker as I lose my conscience

Velvet flash, the bass drum says "your ass"

Shut up and look at me write in the air with my cigarette:

My obstructed vision

Nothing's worth to dream on

Just write another love song

and fuel my recognition

Miserably

Self-centered

Soul and body

Dismembered

K I L L E M O

Miserably

Self-centered

Physically

Dismembered

K I L L E M O

Life is the best of drugs

so I aspirate this white dust

to turn it away

to strengthen my appeal

to make these sluts look better

to block my ears from critics

to give these senseless statements

to kill my E M O till I fall numb on the floor