Words.

.. And they speak to us like the moon to the sky. Remember, remember how we lived.

Pictures, poses, glossy lips, skanky clothes, complimentcompliment, part of the world, we like to feel alive, but it's not us, not anyone, try to be different, it's all the same, we're all the same, we all just wanna be the same.. smiles, fake laughs, blurred memories,without feeling, because behind that smile.. broken down, lack of self confidence, beautiful, beautiful, don't hear it.. drugs.. complimentcompliment, now she's somebody, tears of nothing.

And when I pray to you tonight,
I'd ask you to save us,
save us darling from what we've become,
but we're all just too far gone,
So repeat the words.
These words in our minds,
They've become our favourite song,
Our every second thought,
And we're too afraid
Of the last one standing.