For whom to blame
I’m scared too to be judged
At least pretty faces promises
No privilege of enjoying pure love
But taking pictures with pretty faces
Just to convince them that I’m in love
There’s no life in this be aware
But at least for them to be satisfied
Heartless Pretty-Faces…

There’s no peace in your presence
I see no hope it’s always about you
It’s your world but I’m just there…
Heartless Pretty-Faces…
You’re the fake gold or diamond
You just shine to kill, cover your eyes
Heartless Pretty-Faces with blinded eyes
You’re the most beautiful dust bin
They all want to live within you
As you accommodate everything
Except what destroys you
The power of heartless Pretty-Faces.