Pretentious
False in every way to be in fashion.
Synthetic
She lives behind smoke and mirrors and hides behind a smile
And stands upon a pedestal of sandstone and denial
She speaks of love and wonder like it comes upon request
Buys the company of fools and dreams from off the shelf
Synthetic. It’s a way of life
Synthetic
She dines on reputations of those who set her free
Stands between confusion and where she thinks she ought to be
She’s looking out for something but she’s not sure what it is
She needs to learn how to feel before she learns how to kiss
Synthetic.It’s a way of life
Synthetic
She climbs upon the latest craze and rides with fashion gods
While she ridicules the truth and makes a mockery of love
Now she sits before the mirror like some old princess
Wondering just how she made failing a success.
Synthetic. It’s a way of life.
Synthetic.
