Burnt By The Sun Buffy Lyrics

Buffy Lyrics

This is ludicrous speed. What's here and now and intended to be clear to the
senses passes as a blur.

Obsession: desire, Desire: obsession. I know the
answer inside is fighting the image of beauty and security.

I can hear it
gnawing at my consciousness in the background. Groveling, unnerving, yet deaf
to

nonsensical ears. I fear why I desire. I understand how this all works
and yet I'm still fixated.

Saturday nights are just the start, a day or
two into the week and I'm half way back. By the time

I get home I'm back
there again. I am completely aware and yet somehow I'm forced to the
margins.

Bench warming and there seems little chance of me getting out
alive. A person no more. I watch and I watch.

Absurd recap. A person no
more and it feels so good it hurts. I watch again. Recapitulation. Worn
down.

This is not where I want to be. Unfamiliar mirrors. I wonder what
has become of my life.



The gaps in our lives seem to be so easily
replenished with the products of our imagination, allowing ourselves

to
believe that the touched-up digital images of perfection are real and set the
standard for beauty and truth within

ourselves. But such things tend to
leave a person more lonely than she was to start with as the

bombardment
of these images through entertainment and advertisements remove us even more
from the rawness of life.