Beautiful Object (Instrumental)

In love's golden ocean No emotion Fake a smile for charity Cry in trauma for the drama Oh no Real love a golden rarity Beautiful object Ooh I hang them from the walls and ceiling What more can I do I want to put my hands deep into feeling Hands only get so far Depth for me is just a possibility And all my misguided desire Will freeze me deep with pent-up hostility What's the meaning of the mask You can't be asked Oh oh Is life a social fiction? Not to see but be seen Oh no Now that's a ghost's ambition Beautiful object Ooh As if a pretty face is so revealing Hey what I can do If what I've got isn't as appealing Beautiful object Ooh Soul is sold to portray a perfection A beautiful object true