We're all ugly and we're all beautiful
You better leave it on the inside for no one to see
We're called the midnight children
Your truth is the echo of mine
We're all special and we are not
We're all nothing and we like to play God
We're everything and we're not
Oh I'll be running from you, babe
And you'll be running, too
So here I start an end and end the start again
What does it take
To make you see the ugly
And the beautiful in the ugly inside of you
What do you see when you watch the ugly?
Oh you mistake the loss for fun
Oh you leave nothing undone
Tell me what does it take to make you run
What does it take? What does it take?
We're all special and we are not
We're all nothing and we like to play God
We're everything and we're not
Oh I'll be running from you, babe
And I'll be running to my midnight children
I love the blue
Tears of time
I lick them dry
And make their salt fertile