Drugs

She claims I'm corrupted, but I know that she loves it

Perception of the public has her behaving like a puppet

Mask, she's in disguise, even contacts for her eyes

Appeals to the critics, unconsciously to no surprise

Character portrayal living a life ridden in betrayal

Success amounts to nothing, when in the end it's written that you'll fail

Back to the drawing board, sketching up a new scheme

Tricks of the trade, artist looking for a new theme

A new inspiration, a brand new vision

But still her self-esteem issues compromise her decisions

Lusting after men, idolizing all that seems to glitter

Unhappy and unsatisfied, still can't disguise the fact that she's bitter

Playing the part of a role, clearly losing all of control

No boundaries and no goals, sinking deeper into the hole

Lights grow dim, beginning from within

She thought we'd both lose, but in the end I alone win