All the Pretty Things

State of denial
The gravity has put a strain on her smile
I'd rather walk alone than two in the cold
This storm is growing old

Missing, missing
The chemicals, the only thing to listen, listen
The hourglass keeps reminding me
Look back through the mask
All the pretty things have turned to black
They always seem to fade...

Hate in a vial
If only sanity would stay for a while
I wish the world would stop and stay for the night
My chrome heart rusts away

Missing, missing
The chemicals, the only thing to listen, listen
The hourglass keeps remininding me
Look back through mask