Maybe it's Maybelline?

sophomoric knowledge is cinnamon stick knowlegde

missing that sweet sting

from the crucible of error

disaster

over time...

calamity

it does happen...

the devilry of life's true task master

forged neatly from proto traits

desires and limitations

the cost of freedom

demands of remuneration

so by the numbers

formed a character

sans substance

clocking hours

pretending difference

i despise you

for i can't get anything from you

that i can't get from a f*****g book

or fancy magazine

instruction manual

maybe i'll google it

maybe it's me

maybe it's nothing

maybe it's Maybelline

maybe you're full of s**t

maybe this is it

here comes the hollow men

long the live the dead inside

now reigns the empty minds