Her life was magazines and faithful TV screens

Selling an empty dream of cars and calories,

Everything in between the sun and Saturn’s ring,

But the price tag can't be seen

And it took bites out of her insides

Till she was just a hollow shell.

Grew up in east LA

Watching celebrities living out all her dreams.

The plastic canopy of the U.S. royalty

Drew her gaze towards the sky,

Away from her own mind.

And it took bites out of her insides

Till she was just a hollow shell.

And at her home her mother cried

Cause daddy had something on the side

And they didn't look up when she sighed.

And when August came around,

Bathing suits were on the ground

Replaced by a cotton cloak.

To see her own reflection was like squinting in the sun.

And when all tomorrow brings is a new set of broken wings

It takes bites out of your insides

Till you are just a hollow shell.

And it took bites out of her insides

Till she was just a hollow shell