Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dominoes, artist - Ren. Album song Freckled Angels, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 14.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Dominoes |
Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
You build us up just to knock us back down |
Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground |
We’re like domino, dominoes, dominoes falling |
So bleed me of all my self-belief |
My smile shows all my insecuri-teeth |
In a kingdom of photoshopped kings and queens |
We’ll never feel happy with ourselves |
But insecurity sells |
Dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
You build us up just to knock us back down |
Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground |
We’re like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
I hide my head under the sheets |
'Cause how can I face a world that ridicules the weak? |
Where beauty is sold on the shelves |
Forbid that we find it in ourselves |
And, and now I’m broke, it don’t come cheap |
Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
You build us up just to knock us back down |
Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground |
We’re like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling |
Ariah was the most beautiful girl in this world |
She shined like diamonds and rubies and pearls |
But then as soon as she turned 13 |
She forgot just how bright that it was that she gleamed |
Stuck in a material world of magazines |
That glamourize the fake and photoshopped beauty queens |
Top 10 beauty tips making her feel inadequate |
For the first time in her life she felt ugly |
So Ariah stopped eating to lose weight |
She spent her dinner money on some make up for her face |
But no matter how much she’d lost |
Or how much she bought |
She was never good enough |
Or so she thought |
Ariah felt she could never be loved |
She started cutting her wrists and hiding her scars with gloves |
At 16, an anorexic beauty queen, she collapses in a puddle of her tears and |
blood |
'Cause she never felt enough |
She never felt enough |
You sell us all this lie that we must buy to keep in touch |
But we can never buy enough, never buy enough |
All the riches in the world can’t buy a sense of self love |
Funny how you act surprised when depression levels rise |
When you force feed inadequacy straight into our eyes |
Television shows that praise the beautiful people |
And talent competitions that just laugh at the feeble |
Billboards, magazines, people turned to plasticine |
Moulded like a factory, we’re growing up to fear feeling ugly |
It’s lunacy |
A knife in the community, 'cause insecurity breeds judgment |
Judgment breeds hate, no unity |
And hierarchy based upon aesthetics is what makes a kid in school get bullied |
for genetics |
And I felt so ugly growing up |
The way that I looked sometimes got me beaten up |
I mean what the fuck? |
Sort of culture do we live in |
When we’re defined by the shape of our face |
When we’re ashamed by the size of our waist |
When we’re imprisoned by the form that we take |
And so we keep buyin' and spendin' |
That’s just how this story goes |
You build us up just to knock us back down |
And we just keep falling… |
Like dominoes |