Mannequin

Take me far away

If I had My way I'd never see this place again

See

All your filthy imperfections

When life succumbs to rot

Don't tell me you can't see it

I know you'd rather not

Why don't you feed my soul

And tell me I look perfect

As I Walk into the fire

Losing who I used to be

Don't look away

There are forces calling to you

Don't fade away

They are faceless calling

See

Are you afraid to face your mirror

A twisted image of your self

All those filthy imperfections

Ripping you to hell

Why don't you feed my soul

And tell me I look perfect

As I walk into the fire

Losing who I used to be

I can't stand this face

I wanna tear it all away

Just let me rip it off

Just let me rip it off

Just let me rip it off

I'm letting mannequins

Tell me what to feel inside

Will I be still Just Like them

When it's time to die

Will I be still and perfect when it is my time

Or will I rot

See

All your filthy imperfections

A twisted image of your self

A voice is calling you to heaven

But you were raised in hell

Mannequin taunting at my ego

I want a pretty shell

Twisted Shell

Filthy Rot

Built for heaven I'm not

I could not Fathom a world

Where I could know the solace of

Perfection and now I whither

Why don't you feed my soul

And tell me I look perfect

As I walk into the fire

Losing who I used to be