(N. FinnT. Finn)
you're nothing in the eyes of the world
but you're riding up and down in
the elevator still
feeling just a little surprised
like you discovered Englebert Humperdink
or something
inside the fairy light
it's often hard to tell
the way you see yourself
will lead you to despair
the eyes of everyone will look right
through your scene
it's nothing new to me that's what
I used to be
Someone in the eyes of the world
you look into the eyes of the world
hoping to catch your reflection again
missing all the real life action
so calm and dignified you rise up from
the chair
put the powder on and climb the
slippery stairs
inside a sleazy room with a bible
for companion
bleeding fingernails you'll never
know yourself
the eyes of the world they look right
through you
you're nothing in the eyes of the world
the hint of a smile appears on your face
when you realize there's nothing
in the eyes of the world
