Behind Curtain #

The beauty’s backgroun is not so pretty
Holidays are just as shitty pretty or ugly
Mark up make up
Makes them crazy
Lie for waste
You’d die to taste it
We are something
Interupted
Once something, but that was once
What is twice
You turn on and off the light
On and off and
On and off the light and
Shining in little jars
Running through your altar arms
Screaming «drive it like you stole it»
What ever moves you
Introduce you to yourself
In the office
In your best dress
Undress yourself
I never wanted to be this careful
In the soup spoon
I am upside down like the rest of the room
And i believe that