Mascara, by Frankie (1st Draft)
Who are you trying (trying) so hard to be?
When you throw this cold (cold) front at me?
All I see is a reflection of society. And not a pretty one.
Who are you trying (trying) so hard to be?
Wish you'd aspire to (to) be somebody.
Coz right now, you look like nobody. Except everyone.
Coz underneath your mascara lashes (lashes, lashes),
I can see your soul is turning to ashes (ashes, ashes).
Can you see the world, as it stumbles and crashes (crashes, crashes)?
Or are you blind behind your mascara lashes (lashes, lashes)?
All in all, you know that we are all the same.
If no one hurts, then no one takes the blame.
You gotta learn this life's not just a game. If it is, you're losing.
Here you go again - why do I even try?
You won't admit why you're afraid to cry -
It's more than just the black stuff on your eyes. It's not excusing.
That underneath your mascara lashes (lashes, lashes),
I can see your soul is turning to ashes (ashes, ashes).
Can you see the world, as it stumbles and crashes (crashes, crashes)?
Or are you blind behind your mascara lashes (lashes, lashes)?
(Knowing me, I'll most likely chop here and change there...
Just thought I'd get the first draft out there lol)





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