Mannequins

He found a home in hell

He changed his name but couldn’t change himself

Bid his life farewell with smoke and mirrors

Until all his flaws withered away

Damaged by the scene

She never sleeps

And won’t eat a thing

Her validation lies behind his zipper

For her 22 minutes of fame

Give yourself

To the Mannequins

You’ll die before they let you go

I watched them drag you down to hell

When your perfect lies and sweet illusions

Dim before our eyes

You’ll die of your delusions

You don’t exist now

You’re the hollow shell of the fears that made you believe

You are nothing without your

Lies and chemicals

None of your disciples are real

Give yourself

Give yourself

When the mirrors are gone and

Nobody’s screaming out your name

When the drugs are all gone

You’re no one at all cause

There is no art to mannequin fame

Die for you plastic creation

You built all you wanted to be

Your beautiful fatal illusion

Couldn’t make you real