Dead End

[Verse]
Eyes casting forth glances of disdain
Don't they see I'm a saint? I should be praised
While I parade past my own remains
I strive for perfection
They should hang on every word I speak
Lick the dirt off my lips and kiss my cheeks
Cheer on the evolution that I seek
I am ripe for perfection

[Chorus]
And I gradually cut out all the pieces I don't like
And I enslaved myself to a maniacal mind
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version

[Chorus]
And I gradually cut out all the piecеs I don't like
And I enslaved mysеlf to a maniacal mind
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version
And I gradually cut out all the pieces I don't like
And I enslaved myself to a maniacal mind
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version
Now I'm a bitter better person
A superficial version