Turn a lamp on
Let me talk to you
See that light bulb, does something to you
Makes it a little harder to tell a lie don’t it?
Make it difficult to run and hide don’t it?
Tell the truth to me, good truth to me
Come close to me if that’s you
I wanna see the details inside those beautiful eyes
The lies
No wonder why there’s no mirrors on these walls no more
You can’t tell me why you’re so terrified of beautiful
Scared of the good more than the evil
Scared of the light more than the dark
Scared of the truth so much more than the lie
I'm scared for you
I'm scared of you
Scared of beautiful
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