The Inner Workings of a Happy Girl

Hungry looks, sugar smiles, we only want perfection;

You will tear, you will rip, and soon you will be a part of our collection;

Cobalt blue, electric blue, you will never see through our illusion;

But if you do, we’ll conquer you; silence your intrusion;

Your soul between our teeth,

Our faces in your dreams,

Unnatural, perfect, wrong,

Pale, scary, strong;

People leave, but no one knows,

The Beautiful stay, the wrong will go;

On the path to perfection,

Our perfect, pale collection;

Hungry looks, sugar smiles, but nothing underneath;

You will tear, you will rip, until there’s nothing left,

But your soul between our teeth...