Letras:Faster Than Fashion. Scene Queen Guillotine.

This is the sequel to the greatest love story ever told
The plot is gut wrenching, my intestines test my control
They can only know what you tell them
But this procession exceeds all expectations

Fake your own death
Frame your friends with a machine
Oh what a scene

Fake it like me, become a celebrity
'This' hell is far worse
I'm gonna travel to the center of the earth
And misery is all I need
Just you wait and see
Misery is...
Just you wait, just you... wait...

The plot thickens with every pair of eyes in the back of your neck
Like vultures collapsing on a car wreck
These arrangements range in color
Black and red on the faces of scholars
Every key stroke provides a clue
I bet you never thought that this would come back to you

So come on, come stop playing dead
You're the queen of the scene now
So come on, come stop playing dead
You're the queen of the scene now off with her head

Fake it like me, become a celebrity
'This' hell is far worse
I'm gonna travel to the center of the earth
And misery is all we need
Just you wait and see
Misery is...
Just you wait, just you... wait...

The popular kids are the ones who won't be missed
THE POPULAR KIDS ARE, THE POPULAR KIDS ARE...
The popular kids are the ones who won't be missed
THE POPULAR KIDS ARE, THE POPULAR KIDS ARE...

So come on, come stop playing dead
You're the queen of the scene now
So come on, come stop playing dead
You're the queen of the scene now off with her head

Fake it like me, become a celebrity
'This' hell is far worse
I'm gonna travel to the center of the earth
And misery is all we need
Just you wait and see
Misery is...
Just you, just you, just you wait and see...