Wuthering Heights
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Beautifool

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Page type: lyric reference Artist: Wuthering Heights Canonical path: /wuthering-heights/beautifool Related lyric paths: 6
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Beautifool

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Haute couture tin soldiers

All from the same mould

Ragdoll queens with perfect seams

But your eyes are cold

O, your eyes are cold

A fair form with no substance at all

If not "pushed up" you would instantly fall

A stranger tale I know not than you

If not "made up" noone would believe in you

The preachers of perfection

Tell us to be like (before it's too late)

But they can't see the light within us

Trough their designer shades

The peasant will do as his queen will bid

Unconsciously hoping to wake up in her bed

Pretends not to see the disgust in her eyes

That it's all in his head

The preachers of perfection

Tell us to be like you (before it's too late)

But I'll never be you

And it makes you so easy to hate

Your fair feet will walk on water

I may swim and drown

The only weight you'll have to carry

Is the winner's crown

('cause you're beautiful)

I can't trust your pretty face

I hate the pity in your eyes

You know you'll always win the race

No matter how hard I try

('cause your beautiful)

I can see how through life you play

Who would do you harm

But in the dark

Where your beauty won't light your way

Know this to be true:

There I'm stronger than you

You have the "right" of beauty

To do with the world as you like

Behold the wellfed one

At our hunger strike

You were born from beauty

You'll find a beautiful mate

To breed more beautiful faces

While I shall die in noone's arms

And vanish without any traces

Your fair feet will walk on water

I may swim and drown

The only weight you'll have to carry

Is the winner's crown

('cause you're beautiful)

I can't trust your pretty face

I hate the pity in your eyes

You know you'll always win the race

No matter how hard I try

('cause your beautiful)

But in the dark

Where your beauty won't light your way

Know this to be true:

There I'm stronger than you

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Wuthering Heights performs "Beautifool", and this lyric page sits inside the Wuthering Heights catalog on LyroVerse.

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