Bird Of Ill Omen - When Smiling Becomes A Luxury lyrics

Taking a stab at happiness because sensitive wrists grow bored too attracted to beauty but she doesn't feel the same it's a crush that would hurt us both a hurt beyond belief, smilings become a luxury lately how i miss that touch there's no comparison every pretty face shall get a taste of my jealousy this brick wall will never fall again for i've become a creature to others eyes my interest in mirrors does not exist I am alone and this is true happiness love is an act for the trustworthy trust is an act for fools and to hell with the fools i'm no longer an imposter I am alone