Ladies and Gentlemen!

Let the silent hum of white noise sooth the eyes and
tantalize;
all the lies that lie before your humbled mind, are only
mine.
None of your own are on display,
today…today…today…

Now what was I about to say?

Ladies and gents, we've an audience at hand, 
so take your bows (so help me now) 
let's give this one last chance.

And today…well I'm thinking today just might be the day.
I've broken down to many times, before you'll ever realize,

but my dear that's just the sign of the times…
and sometimes only sometimes...

There's someone who wasn't there before,
their staring at more than an open door, 
the window is cracked, but the lock is clean, 
and oh so mean..so, so obscene.

Sometimes only sometimes, the glass is a reflection. 
More than a contradiction (take your bow, just take your
bow) 
more than just your jurisdiction, 
a personalized benediction. 

(she's such a blessing, such a disappointment)

Make a debut, something new, dress up like God and kill off
a few. 
A patron saint of sycophants coming soon, to an alter near
you.
(it's almost over, all smiles, everybody likes a smile). 
Don't expect to understand only comprehend, build it up, and
start 
agin…agan…again….

Make room now, she's coming through, 
such flare, finesse, and Razor knows best. 
(look at her eyes, it she dead inside) 
there's no room for personality at the top
(flash::click::click)
you need to give it all you got (flash::click::click) 
you need (flash) to (click) sell (click) your soul 
(rewind) 

Sold at discount prices only to the masses, 
Jesus FUCKING Christ, was high fashion at low price. 
Selling death and making it beautiful again 
(there's that word) again.

Don't think to much into what I say it's mean nothing;
when the day is through and there's only you, I'll tell you
next what's left to do. 
And there's much to be done, oh yes indeed. 
There's money, and fame, and lies, and greed. 
They're catching on now, keep it steady, get your trigger
finger ready.

(click)