Immaculate Fools Through These Eyes
Like a lamb at first dawn
You lay down in perfect form
Your fear is their strength
But all that could change
If you jump the fence
The shepherds may change
But the sheep remain sheep
So keep your heads down
And go back to sleep
Be what you've got to be
But don't look for sympathy
Through these eyes
All things seen
Are as they seem
Can't change a thing
Scale those thoughts
That lay you down
Those so called savage pearls
Can't hold you now
Naked truth
Should always shine
Easy to talk about
But so hard to find
Still you wait
And play the perfect host
You never do anything
That will rock the boat
Be what you've got be
But don't look for sympathy
Through these eyes
All things seen
Are as they seem
Can't change a thing
I cursed the air
You dare to breath
I cursed the hate
That you put in me
I cursed the song
You dare to sing
I curse the gifts
You dare to bring
We deserve
Better than this
Enough is enough
They're taking the piss
Be what you've got be
But don't look for sympathy
Through these eyes
All things seen
Are as they seem
Can't change a thing
