hand, I'm walking The way that I do Looking like I'm lost in thought But I'm looking for you It's so subconscious The way that I feel Too bad my subconscious
Swirling Void, unfathomable Dark, Inner cranial, Conflict, Wading in detached Reality Infinite Illusion Dark Abstract, Vice-like Grip Subconscious Terror
A living nightmare, asleep but still aware The endless torture, the painless pleasure I grasp myself, trying to regain control I experience and learn
in my arms Loneliness - nobody who helps Some human beings are repulsive animals First you tried to repress then you established: this nightmare will ever be Deep in your subconscious
I woke up between dawn and night Thought I heard the voice of Mommy Sounds as if my parents have a fight So I woke up my brother, lying next to me Wonder
Oh God, I haven't read your book I'm sure it was divine Especially the part where You turned water into wine Oh God, I want you to clear my mind It's
That's a stupid hat you're wearing It doesn't really match your hair Did I ever tell you that your breath is worse Than what you wear That's exactly
Not so long ago We both felt love became a word No more than that With sex that felt like wings without a bird The only thing that we both love Is in
And as I'm walking through these streets again I'm crawling And as I try to live my life again I'm falling down Can you pick me up? Can you let it stop
I will walk away from you Don't stop me I will walk away from you Don't blame me I have felt the ugly midget kicking on my knee I have seen the ugly
Paul studied a lot, at least he pretended to He had too much on his mind It was too small To see the beauty of it all Lea loved him a lot at least she
You're crying but as long as it's transparent and not red There's no real reason to be sad to the people who are Smiling, always happy, always gay they
He was not so tall and rather fat Had a Labrador and a limping cat Born in a country with a broken heart Had enough money and a credit card Told bedtime
Today, there's nothing more to say But someday I'll return to you Today, things didn't go our way Maybe tomorrow, I will return to you Today, I'd like
I've been thinking all night about this song The music's okay but I can't find words to say I could sing that I'm a Virgin and show my tits Decree how
I smoke a lot, I'm not talking weed or pot I smoke the regular stuff I smoke a lot and if you're a smoker too You've ought to know sometimes it's tough
] Enter - the elders of death My subconscious - smell my emanations Enter - collide to the earth My subconscious - nefarious emotions Enter - the spirit commands My subconscious
A living nightmare, asleep but still aware. The endless torture. The painless pleasure. I grasp myself. Trying to regain control. I experience and
