This is it, right behind the curtain . 
Every single second brings a second chance ! 
Tic tic tic toc ! This is right where they belong . 
Right ? Tic tic tic toc talking to yourself never did a [bad word] thing, 
and yet I do the very same thing each and every chance that I get . 
It’s time to raise those pretty heads ! 
Keep those greasy little hands off the glass 
and keep your feet behind the dotted line . 
You’re doing fine, it’s just we don’t have a clue 
how they’ll choose to react to you, an audience .

AHH! Just look what you’ve done ! 
This is exactly what we feared and yet we’re still so unprepared… 
Their faces crack open 

The artistry of debauchery ! 
If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away ! 
We couldn’t hope for anything more than this… 
Stop [bad word] staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams . 
Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem . 
Or anything more than this

They say that pretty faces age pretty quickly . 
Beautiful eyes grab you to fill idle time and time again, all alone . 
You used to feel I was a beautiful liar .

So now [bad word] to this ?! 
Each one tripping on the light fantastic toe . [bad word] on you sheep skinned liars ! 
Dress up those skeletons and sway ! 
You think you’re terrified now ? 
Just wait and see, our eyes are open .

The artistry of debauchery ! 
If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away ! 
We couldn’t hope for anything more than this… 
Stop [bad word] staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams . 
Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem . 
Or anything more than this

Or anything more than this

Save yourself . The months have always turned to years . 
Save yourself . The face of each and every fear . 
Save yourself, save yourself . 
Smile along with the fabrication as long as you can shelve your disbelief . 

We’ve had our day . 
If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away . 
So take a seat by the broken mirrors, and take a look at my face . 
If you’d just quit your screaming, baby, you’d see you are not afraid of me . 
You are not afraid of me…

The artistry of debauchery ! 
If we’re all endlessly wasting it, they can’t take it away ! 
We couldn’t hope for anything more than this… 
Stop [bad word] staring at me, dream your hysterical dreams . 
Since this is the way things are explain the way things seem . 
Or anything more than this