The Ninth Wave - Half Pure

You try to get away from Away from prying eyes The ones that never stay shut The ones they glamourise And this corrosion is coming Or is that all in your head? And now you've misplaced your face You wear another one instead Because you're only half pure You're only half pure Where's the pain and the glamour that you were bred for? You're only half pure You're only half pure Where's the pain and the glamour that you were bred for? Don't you want to turn their heads some more? Don't you want to know what you were bred for? It's the pain, the glamour The sound when you stammer In vain, your manners You're talking to an empty face, and Don't you want to know what you were bred for?