Soap Opera Stardom Is a Single Tear Drop Away
Wait refrain from moral retreat
Purchase great notions
Wait, escape from policed wide worth
Covert lens, blind eye
And forethought, vision games remain for their gain (Restate)
Well, fertile speech has it’s recourse, lesson learned
Faint lines, substance of a half-life
Sterile play, substance of a half lie
When wolves will still grab you?
Fake teeth, are you willing to fight at all?
Fake claws, cover my eyes
