Soap Opera Stardom Is a Single Tear Drop Away

Wait refrain from moral retreat
Purchase great notions
Wait, escape from policed wide worth
Covert lens, blind eye

And forethought, vision games remain for their gain (Restate)
Well, fertile speech has it’s recourse, lesson learned

Faint lines, substance of a half-life
Sterile play, substance of a half lie
When wolves will still grab you?

Fake teeth, are you willing to fight at all?
Fake claws, cover my eyes