Venetian Blinds

How much are you proportionally full of hate Do you wear a scarlet visor around your heart? Is it even safe to look into your eyes? I guess you have too many scares Showing grey, blue through rotting flesh, I must have been a fool breaking rules Doing an autopsy; when it's abundantly clear, Clear all that glitters isn't gold. Sometimes you must fear what you might find When you dig for treasure, you open a poison mine How much hate do you keep inside? I guess you still have too many scares Showing grey, blue through rotting flesh, I must have been a fool breaking rules Doing an autopsy on you; when it's abundantly clear, Clear all that glitters isn't gold. Sometimes you must give up on dreams Finding an oyster with pearls How much hate do you keep inside? I guess you're not ready yet to lift your Venetian blinds.