You're nothing in the eyes of the world but you're riding up an down in the elevator still feeling just a little surprised like you discovered Englebert Humperdink or something inside the fairy light it's often hard to tell the way you see yourself will lead to despair the eyes of everyone will look right through your scene it's nothing new to me that's what I used to be
Someone in the eyes of the world you look into the eyes of the world hoping to catch your reflection again missing all the real life action so calm and dignified you rise up from the chair put the powder on and climb the slippery stairs inside a sleazy room with a bible for companion bleeding fingernails you'll never know yourself
the eyes of the world they look right through you your nothing in the eyes of the world the hint of a smile appears on your face when you realise there's nothing in the eyes of the world