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[rockinhamburger]

You're a diamnod that I'm afraid to touch
You're damn near flawless, and I'm sure
You'd cut up my eyes, my hands, my head, my heart
You tear this canvas skin apart
Oh, what a waste of human art that'd be

You're a dungeon but you're made of glass
Your prisoners have no idea; they're trapped
Because you look so beautiful inside
It makes us feel like we're alive
But lord knows we'll never survive your walls

But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well be dead

Medusa's child preserved her former looks
She kept her out of all the storybooks
Just to get back at all of the men
Who had tried time and time again
To claim the right of her demise and end

A million years go by and you're still around
You're knocking us off of our feet, you're knocking us down
But we still can't leave you alone
The way you move one would be prone
To want to be turned into stone by you

You make me feel so alive but it's consequence;
I want to be dead,
Was it how you arrived -- I can't tell
Or was it in the way you left?

But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well --
You didn't need to hear your song?
'Cause you just knew it all along
But you didn't know that
So you might as well be dead


~ Muse, by Darren Criss