Adored

Old veneers

Covered in stains

Like a child

You've no fear

You getting them changed in a while

Thrill of the chase

A hand on your waist

And a smile on your face

And a style you'd be bold to taste

You've resigned from fate

You can't win

Anymore stones if you tried

You can't bear

It, but it works every time

And opulence pays

So you're stuck in your ways

No escape, but I'm fake and awake

And you want it to

Forever new

Racing for the applause

Racing, treading the wars

Till their dawn

To be adored

Then you wonder

Why nothing has changed

Why they care what you say

Are they there to be entertained?

Were they glad they came?

Racing for the applause

Racing, treading the wars

Till their dawn

To be adored

Racing for the applause

Racing, treading the wars

Till their dawn

To be adored