Song about someone else being fake, Blindfold
 

about how beautiful the one I love is and what they become when makeup is smeared on and the perfect clothes to their stereotype are put on.



Blindfold

Verse
Seen in your clothes of a perfect match,
To the stereotype to which you are known,
Shinning silky hair in colors so rich, with skin just as soft to match.
Finally observed is the ghosted cast smeared over your body.
You’re the person they wish they could be, but only dream that they are.

Chorus
What you see is not what you get.
At long last I can seen under this fake.
Entranced by beauty seen by all,
I kissed his lips to clear my eyes.

Verse
Enter with ink pen and parchment, perfection on paper.
With free hand form they can make your paper dreams flawless.
They can draw your figure as an ideal paragon,
And hold you captive in their desire for you.
The fake they’ve been perfecting is now complete.

(Chorus)

Verse
What of the writing just below your skin?
The nightmare truth you can’t ignore.
Now awakend by the slamming of a closed door,
I can see past my blindfold, you’re to scared to remove.

(Chorus)

End
As the only one who took off my blindfold
Am I now seeing to clearly?

well it's somewhat.... by the look of it, it's all figurine, matching, idealisticisty and evermore, it's rather too detailed of face, make-up and something more that can't be put on top of a tongue.....

autumn not the season
 

i see through the blindfold clearly now.