when i go to a nightclub, i know that i might rub   a couple people the wrong way with my white gloves   but under a blacklight, they begin to glow   i seek to re-kindle flames insides those that are out there   making the scene, makin' it seem like   fake reality is the same as living your dreams      when i preen myself and put an outfit together   i consider mean-spirited vendetta's to unleash at social events   the forsake, free cake, for pretense      neon jamboree's beyond pleasantries   that's what i seek, that's what i rarely see   stare at me and get your eyelashes   blasted off by phosphorous flashes   from my magic kit, now imagine it   to be less passive, more passionately active   spectacular adaptive talents put to use   prevent collapses      they hope we think we count on them to think what's best for us   they count on hope, we count on what we know   and that is all we trust      heretics once put to death for being right   possess our flesh tonight   we rise beyond belief in simple faith in sorcery   the source of heat that fuels our motion   burning brighter as we go   with every sense alive, we shall not sleep 'til we arrive   we seek to know [x4]