live by the magazine flash photos, ever clean stand back this a movie scene another empty magazine shoot down all that might have been hospitalised - so serene glamour beckons the obscene look through the one way mirror false reflections hide the k**er when your heart's cold a little gunfire warms the soul learn your lines and play your part you know the ending from the start the diversion soon becomes and art reduce the world to a blinkered view just small enough to dictate the truth screaming a pathetic excuse reality only leaves you confused look through the one way mirror false reflections hide the k**er when your heart's cold a little gunfire warms the soul