Lyrics The Price Of Beauty - Suicide Silence

The Price Of Beauty

Holding you down by your throat
Just enough to keep your
Fucking mouth shut
Can’t stand to hear you scream, «God!»
Because he’s not fucking here, bitch
And how does it feel now?
Don’t worry you’re not another rape victim
It’s just me destroying your beauty
Don’t worry you’re not another rape victim
It’s just me destroying your beauty
And how does it feel now?
And how does it feel now?
That I’m ripping out
All of the fake pieces
In your face
That I’m ripping out
All of the fake pieces
In your face
And what will you do now
Once all of your beautiful skin
Is in my pockets?
Is in my pockets?
What cosmetic will fix this mess
What cosmetic will fix this mess
Fix this mess
Fix this mess
That is now your face?
Was this all worth it?
For your fake fucking beauty
Was this all worth it?
For your fake fucking beauty
The price of beauty was more
Than you thought
How does it feel now?
How does it feel now?
The price
The price
Was more than you thought