@migu music@

We were simply written into the script

As characters decidedly inciting some rift

Protagonizing, antagonizing

Fictitious sightseeing, so frightening

What it might mean

But I want beauty to believe

That I can be a better sight to see

That I can shape saunter from a walk

And I can grace the senses

With a soft unassuming touch that

Hitherto, has never seen the light of darkened rooms

I have crowned her name, I have cursed it too

I have held it high as a basic truth

But, who are you? Beauty, we need to see

Who are you?

Still I act as if I have chance

Relenting or abiding when I can

But beauty, hark that I want nothing more than

To fall right back into your arms

You can sing me pretty lullabies

How everything that matters is in your eyes

We're passing the massive destruction panic

Didn't it stop dead in its tracks to vanish?

Didn't it mimic the boredom before it?

Calling into question the method of boredom.

Victory vanity

I believe everything that victory says to me.

Oh, mirror, oh, mirror on the wall

Is all the beauty behind the wall?

But who are you? Beauty, we need to see

Who are you? Beauty is you, see now?