Your temporal passion
With your plastic reaction
Make me reconsider
My feelings for you
A heart made of gold
But obviously cold
It's all been sold
And there's more than just a few
So excited to see me
But I know the truth
Your phony behavior
Has no use
Materials are what you're made of
It flows in your fake blood
As your styrofoam heart pumps greed through your veins
Real people live in pain
Buried in the remains
A society built on fame
I know it will never be the same
Fake blood
It's so fucking fake
If only you could take
A look at yourself from a new point of view
I am not deceived
That the beauty I believed
Was within a kind heart
Has no place in you
