Beautiful Corpse

You say you see such a beautiful face

(in the mirror I see an awful disgrace)

you smile at me, even just with your eyes

(could you know that I'm slowly dying inside?)

Your words are so sweet, how can it be?

(what do you feel that I cannot see?)

You say I am perfect, you say I am grand

(I say the same, with a knife in my hand)

Such a beautiful corpse, I feel so empty inside

color drained from my cheeks, life drained from my pride

I'll watch you smile, as I take to my grave

and maybe I'll muse on the compliments made

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