Beauty - 31Knots

Protagonizing, agonizing.

Fictitious sightseeing, so frightening

What I might mean.

I want beauty to believe

That I can be a better sight to see.

That I can shape a 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?

Who are you?

Beauty,

We need to see

Who are you?

Who are you?

Beauty,

We need to see

Who you are?

Who you are?

Beauty,

We need to see

Who you are?

Who you are?

Beauty,

We need to see

Still I act as if I have a chance

Relenting or abiding when I can

But, Beauty, hark that I want nothing more than to

fall right back into your arms

And you can sing me pretty lullabies

How everything that matters is in your eyes.

We’re passing the massive-destruction-panic.

Didn’t I stop dead in its track to vanish?

Didn’t it mimic the boredom before it?

Calling into question the method of boredom.

Victory.

Vanity.

Victory.

Vanity.

Victory.

Vanity.

Victory.

Vanity.

I believe everything Victory says to me.

Oh, mirror, oh, mirror on the wall.

Is there no beauty behind the wall?

Anymore,

Everything is everywhere.

What a bore,

What to drink and what to wear

Give me more, cause I don’t think and I don’t care

I’m a whore,

from everything and everywhere.

Beauty’s a whore,

from everything and everywhere

Beauty is a whore for every--

Who are you?

Where are you?

Beauty

We need to see.

Who are you?

Beauty is you, see?