Letras
Cloud of chemicals, scent of the night
Faces under the clinical light
Steel in the hair and the heat on the skin
This is where the second life begins
A thousand opinions in a five-inch space
Mapping the future all over my face
Mirrors are screaming, the brushes are fast
The girl in the glass is a thing of the past
Layer the silver, sharpen the black
Crossing the border, no turning back
Paint on the courage, dust on the bone
Turning the flesh into sculpture and stone
Make me iconic
Make me iconic
Make me iconic
Build me out of light
A digital goddess
In the middle of the night
Make me iconic
Blur the lines of real
I want to look
Like a heart made of steel
Beneath the powder, the pressure is cold
I'm selling a story that hasn't been told
Hold your breath while the lacquer dries
Look at the world through a stranger's eyes
Iconic
Make me iconic
Make me iconic
Lips are set
Eyes are drawn
The mask is on
Before the dawn
Make me iconic