What is a dream if only the brain
Reliving the beauty of the previous day?
And nightmares are twisted words that were said
Or images burned into the back of your head
But the mind plays tricks, beauty is around
It surrounds you
It embraces the ugly, swallows it up
So all that's left is more beauty to love
Beauty is the beggar on the side of the street
Imploring you to help, just give one penny
His pain, though troubling, is one in the same
As the resentment you feel on a judgement day
Because no one will admit to having an opinion
That offends another, they want to play innocent
Purity gets you into Heaven, so they have to be clean
They have to remain spotless to see the gold city
And so you watch as they blame all their sins on you
As you stand there and take it, like they want you to do
And you'll end up in Hell, but at least they are content
Because that's all you ever wanted, you'll take the hit
You'll let them walk on you because you're too frightened to see
You'll never get anywhere with friends like these
But it's been so long, and you can't turn away
Even on such a harsh judgement day
And beauty is in the bones of the dying
Beauty is found in the screams of the crying
The girls who are starving, trying to resemble the dead
Are the ones who are strong, no matter what's said
They respond to society, no matter the subtlety
And they purge and they resist and they just want beauty
Beauty's in the girls who defend their curves
And say it's healthier than dying at the eighty-first
Dial on the weight, they hate the pressure to be thin
But they're beautiful, both on the outside and in
And beauty's in the scars
On me and my friends' arms
Because they'll never leave our sight
Always reminding us of fights
We came out on top of, though you'd call it losing
But we can't all be picking and choosing
But we came out breathing, which for us, was hard
Because we came out alive, through the dark
Through a dark we thought would never end
But it did, with a cost, and we're still on the mend
But that's okay, because we're beauty, defined
Just as porcelain doll with a smudge inside
And beauty's between the hatred of men
Because of the clever words that are said
Though hurtful, they create a harmonious song
And it'll sing for a while, in the midst of the birds' songs
Singing in the air, for they're beauty too
Nature is beauty at its fullest, but so are you
Your anger is beauty, as well a your pain
And so are the disastrous choices you've made
But so is the love I feel in your arms
As we sleep, intertwined, chasing stars
In my mind, infested with hearts
I don't even care if we're miles apart
Because beauty's you, beauty's true, beauty's everything I see
And beauty's right here, right now, looking back at me
And nightmares are twisted words that were said
Or images burned into the back of your head
But the mind plays tricks, beauty is around
It surrounds you
It embraces the ugly, swallows it up
So all that's left is more beauty to love
Beauty is the beggar on the side of the street
Imploring you to help, just give one penny
His pain, though troubling, is one in the same
As the resentment you feel on a judgement day
Because no one will admit to having an opinion
That offends another, they want to play innocent
Purity gets you into Heaven, so they have to be clean
They have to remain spotless to see the gold city
And so you watch as they blame all their sins on you
As you stand there and take it, like they want you to do
And you'll end up in Hell, but at least they are content
Because that's all you ever wanted, you'll take the hit
You'll let them walk on you because you're too frightened to see
You'll never get anywhere with friends like these
But it's been so long, and you can't turn away
Even on such a harsh judgement day
And beauty is in the bones of the dying
Beauty is found in the screams of the crying
The girls who are starving, trying to resemble the dead
Are the ones who are strong, no matter what's said
They respond to society, no matter the subtlety
And they purge and they resist and they just want beauty
Beauty's in the girls who defend their curves
And say it's healthier than dying at the eighty-first
Dial on the weight, they hate the pressure to be thin
But they're beautiful, both on the outside and in
And beauty's in the scars
On me and my friends' arms
Because they'll never leave our sight
Always reminding us of fights
We came out on top of, though you'd call it losing
But we can't all be picking and choosing
But we came out breathing, which for us, was hard
Because we came out alive, through the dark
Through a dark we thought would never end
But it did, with a cost, and we're still on the mend
But that's okay, because we're beauty, defined
Just as porcelain doll with a smudge inside
And beauty's between the hatred of men
Because of the clever words that are said
Though hurtful, they create a harmonious song
And it'll sing for a while, in the midst of the birds' songs
Singing in the air, for they're beauty too
Nature is beauty at its fullest, but so are you
Your anger is beauty, as well a your pain
And so are the disastrous choices you've made
But so is the love I feel in your arms
As we sleep, intertwined, chasing stars
In my mind, infested with hearts
I don't even care if we're miles apart
Because beauty's you, beauty's true, beauty's everything I see
And beauty's right here, right now, looking back at me
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