The View From The Editing Room Lyrics

I saw her on the bus today

She was looking quite okay

Unimpressed by what's plain to see

I wonder what's not on display

I can look into the heads of people

She's a manipulative creature

But her body is ours to determine

Her only wish is to disappear in the crowd

I see portraits of humans

Their look is surreal

Don't let them complain there's a truth to reveal

They stay in their heads 'cause they love when they scream

Why won't you let me uncover the unseen

I saw her in a Parking lot

She was looking pretty fucked

Sold the pictures

Used the bucks

Got her results from the doc at the docks

Now I recommend enhancing beauty

Or replacing it completely

Digging up the truth is our duty

So they can stare and talk and hate

I see portraits of humans

Their look is surreal

Don't let them complain there's a truth to reveal

They stay in their heads 'cause they love when they scream

Why won't you let me uncover the unseen

Sometimes I think of them

Imagining a dream world

What might have happened

If we stayed in our own house

And I'll never know

Who provoked the fabricated approach

Should we stop the words we said from floating 'round

I see portraits of humans their look is surreal

Beyond the curtain there's nothing to see

Tell me where's an exit

What if their machines?

I desperately need to uncover the unseen

I saw her sitting on that bench

Drenched in blood that's second hand

One last time I point my finger

Back at myself point the others