Torn Apart

Suburban Tribe

Your glamour makes me look so plain

your freedom is my novocaine

i envy all about your perfect life

your glances hurt like a stabbing knife

your beauty makes me feel all scarred

'cause deep inside i'm torn apart

your beauty makes me feel all scarred

inside i'm torn apart

i can't confront your sweet innocence

i will deprave inexperience

your fragrance is so good and clean

my mind is tormented and obscene