Fake Tears Festival

I'm tired of comprehending pain
And the heavy usage of my minds last utilities
A telescopic view of a broken heart
Stuck together with expired glue

Endless desires for limited time dreams
Such make believe
In the mud I dive in

The drama queens are lined up
To the fake tears festival
Orchestrated like a symphonic pity party
And the aroma makes me sick

You have an invisible tattoo
That says I love attention
You can't see it, no you can't see it
But I can, yes I can

Working hands are pretty cheap
When pollen comes around for free
So I'll have an allergic reaction to life

The drama queens are lined up
To the fake tears festival
Orchestrated like a symphonic pity party
And the aroma makes me sick



Credits
Writer(s): Dimitris Gotsis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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