WHY WE SO OBSESSED WITH CUTTING SKIN WHEN THE REAL THINGS IN OUR LIVES CAN’T GET IN MARCHING TO THE SAME DRUM EVERY SINGLE BEAT’S GONE I CAN HEAR THE DARK DAYS COMING ANOTHER GENERATION FIGHTING FOR ATTENTION CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TIRED OF RUNNING THERE’S A HOUSE IN A FOREST WHERE HER DAYS ARE FORGOTTEN BY THE LAKE SHE DROPPED HER DREAMS AND NOW THEY’VE SUNK TO THE BOTTOM
OOH BEAUTY QUEEN IT’S ONLY SKIN DEEP ONLY THIN SHEETS THERE’S NO AUDIENCE OOH BEAUTY QUEEN SOMETHING’S TELLING ME THAT YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE TRAPPED IN TIME
WHY WE HOLDING HANDS LIKE PAPER CHAINS AND WHY WE SO CONTENT TO STAY THE SAME MARCHING TO THE SAME DRUM EVERY SINGLE BEATS GONE I CAN’T HEAR THE DARK DAYS COMING
ANOTHER GENERATION FIGHT FOR ATTENTION CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TIRED OF RUNNING THERE’S A GIRL I REMEMBER WHO WAS EVERYONE’S DREAM NOW HER FACE HAS BECOME HER IT’S THE SADDEST THING YOU’LL EVER SEE
OOH BEAUTY QUEEN IT’S ONLY SKIN DEEP ONLY THIN SHEETS THERE’S NO AUDIENCE
OOH BEAUTY QUEEN SOMETHING’S TELLING ME THAT YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE TRAPPED IN TIME
THERE’S A HOUSE IN A FOREST WHERE HER DAYS ARE FORGOTTEN BY THE LAKE SHE DROPPED HER DREAMS NOW THEY’VE SUNK TO THE BOTTOM