Pretty Dolls


Everybody's looking at the ceiling
Revealing all the things they'd never say
Every last regret is still receding
Repeating just to form another day

The storm clouds build up pressure that keeps dropping
Stopping all the blue skies coming through
Pretty soon the sweetness starts its walking
Rotting every single thing we do

Don't you have a flare for this in your withdrawl?
Don't you ever wish that you could break outside these walls?
Nothing in this world is ever easy in the end
But all these pretty dolls can still pretend
All these pretty dolls can still pretend

No more naked eyes could see the tension
But all this aprehension has to cease
The words all seem too heavy still to mention
So now we'll just suspend our disbelief

You hear the fading whispers through the floorboards
But everyone's ignored what's yet to come
No one seems to know what they should fight for
They're always so adored, but I feel numb

Don't you have a flare for this in your withdrawl?
Don't you ever wish that you could break outside these walls?
Nothing in this world is ever easy in the end
But all these pretty dolls can still pretend
All these pretty dolls can still pretend

Look at the reflection distorted in the mirror
It's all that you can see now, the image isn't clearer
Out of frame and focus, now the center moves aside
It's such a foreign notion, but your role still ain't defined

Don't you have a flare for this in your withdrawl?
Don't you ever wish that you could break outside these walls?
Nothing in this world is ever easy in the end
But all these pretty dolls can still pretend
All these pretty dolls can still pretend

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