swallow this scene, I`m on fire
arms waving, burning higher
impressing you with what I`ve done
but every minute I`m losing one by one
swallow this scene, sharpen knives
pin cushion, pierce my sides
and every blade will catch the sun
and every minute I`m losing one by one
right now pretty for you
am I finally pretty?
an ornament for everyone
but every minute I`m losing one by one
swallow this scene, there is laughter
for the ugly ever-after
and after they have poked their fun
and every lover I`m losing one by one
