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...