The Birthday Massacre
Pale
[Verse 1]
I'm looking at a face, a pointed chin
Towards the sky, an arrogance
It easily betrays the closest friend
No moment lost, no consequence

[Pre-Chorus]
The circle starts again (away from you)
Deception pulls us in (away from you)
Away from you, away from you

[Chorus]
An imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trace of innocence?

[Verse 2]
So how do you portray the sentiment?
A ruse is brought, the truth is bent
And much to our dismay, they're ignorant
The more that we make up the more it fits

[Pre-Chorus]
The circle starts again (away from you)
Deception pulls us in (away from you)
Away from you, away from you
[Chorus]
An imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trace of innocence?

[Bridge]
This doesn't feel right, feels like everything's further away
Dead as the nightlife, hindsight, watching another mistake
You never feel right, long nights following into the day
Pale as the street light, pure white, washing the colour away

[Outro]
An imitation, a fabrication
A pretty fake, a counterfeit
An empty carcass behind the artist
Is there a trace of innocence?