Fiction Factory - The Powder Room

Hollywood was bottomless
So who are we to count the costs? (cosmetic change)
Well, let it be known that I try hardest
There's a fact that leaves me depressed
(All that work for nothing)
Some salvage is required

So we wait in line
Back in the powder room
The powder room
Visage redefined
Back in the powder room
The powder room

Ha-uh-ha
Ha-uh-ha

Contents may be rancid with a motif
We sealed in glassy skin (emetically)
Now, never call me insincere
It's taunted by a driving fear
(All that work for nothing)
Some salvage is required

Take this life of constant greed
As the cuts will start to bleed
Go on as if there's nothing wrong, nothing wrong
You take this life of constant greed
I'm tired of how we supersede
It'll be altered before too long

So we wait in line
Back in the powder room
The powder room
Visage redefined
Back in the powder room
The powder room

So we wait in line
Back in the powder room
The powder room
Visage redefined
Back in the powder room
The powder room

So we wait in line
Back in the powder room
The powder room
Visage redefined
Back in the powder room
The powder room

So we wait in line
Back in the powder room
The powder room
Visage redefined
Back in the powder room
The powder room
So we wait in line