Beautiful Sight From the Outside
The pupils of your eyes are peep holes
Looking into ones life and seeing all
They have endured and gone through
The golden gateway to your memories
But I'm not seeing the other side
There are no exits in this theatrical eternity
But I see a large hole just below your nose
You're spilling shit all over the ground
Every time it opens the scent is keen
To all the flies and bacteria, clean it up!
Like watching blood drain from a rabbits neck
The drama is there to be found
And did I forget to say intriguing
And then the last words I hear are:
"Can I get your number, You're cool!"
And I say no, as pretty as you are
I've had a vision
I've visited this place once before
And there's nothing pretty about it
It's rotting out from the inside
But it sure is a beautiful sight from the outside.
Looking into ones life and seeing all
They have endured and gone through
The golden gateway to your memories
But I'm not seeing the other side
There are no exits in this theatrical eternity
But I see a large hole just below your nose
You're spilling shit all over the ground
Every time it opens the scent is keen
To all the flies and bacteria, clean it up!
Like watching blood drain from a rabbits neck
The drama is there to be found
And did I forget to say intriguing
And then the last words I hear are:
"Can I get your number, You're cool!"
And I say no, as pretty as you are
I've had a vision
I've visited this place once before
And there's nothing pretty about it
It's rotting out from the inside
But it sure is a beautiful sight from the outside.
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