Your sentence is never through
What do you see when you look in the mirror
It's all a fascination all your imagination
For the lovers of outrage
Let them try something new
Painted puppet, clockwork clown
Painted lips that make no sound
Time to think and ask anew
Let them go, set them free
Let them be who they want to be
Shattered and vacant eyes
For the lovers of outrage
Let them try something new