The Uglylights

Turn the uglylights on, I'm tired of pretending

See what's really here in front of you

No one around

Lost and unfound

I'd like to go home, too

 

It's all make believe, a million little dolls

looking perfect in the shadow of your perversions

Black and white

Wrong and right

Our own lewd diversions

 

I'm so lost I can't see

Pretense is blinding (me)

 

And in the uglylights your conscience shines bright like a diamond in dirt

Reflections invading the weary eyes of those who thought it wouldn't hurt

But it burns a hole straight through

And at once it occurs to you that you're lost.... but they're all lost too

 

Turn the uglylights on, blow the mystery away

with the smoke from your filthy lips

Figure out how I got here so the part of me that's gone numb

can finally be fixed

 

I'm so lost I can't see

Pretense is  blinding (me)

 

And in the uglylights you give it away like a handshake to a stranger

The touch that connects the demon claws to more than just skin on a sultry angel

And it burns a hole straight through

And at once it occurs to you that you're lost... but they're all lost too

24 Aug 2006