THIS IS NOT POETRY

Friday, January 17, 2014

Celebrity


It’s time we panicked
It’s time we scream
The plastic people
Have split their seams
So raise your fists high
This is a war cry
To all the freaks and the monsters:
Come out to play tonight

I see them
For what they really are
Take my hand
Together we’ll show our scars
Is this the end?
Have we come so far?

It’s tragic how they’ve turned us
So we can barely stand
Wound up and drowned out
We call out we fall down
There’s still a pair of eyes
Behind the headlines

Inside this head there’s only crumpled paper
Inside this heart there’s only dust and dreams
We have the key we’re going to meet our maker

If eyes are the window to the soul
We sold our souls out long ago
It doesn’t matter the truth anymore
Just as long as they want more

But I see them
For what they really are
Take my hand
Together we’ll show our scars
Is this the end?
Have we come so far?
Battle scars, battle scars

So raise your voice up
Sing with me

Look at yourself
Can you look me in the eye
And look at me
Still perfectly hypnotized
These brilliant lights are blinding me
It’s really no surprise

That I see them
For what they really are
Take my hand
Together we’ll show our scars
Is this the end?
Have we come so far?

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