Voices
“Love, just don't stare”He used to say to me every Sunday morningThe spider in the windowThe angel in the poolThe old man takes the poisonNow the widow makes the rules“So speak, I'm right here”She used to say to me not a word, not a wordJudas on the ceilingThe Devil in my bedI guess Easter's never coming,so I'll just wait inside my head
Like a scream but sort of silentLiving off my nightmaresVoices repeating me“Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.”Voices discussing me“Others steal your thoughts - they're not confined within your mind.”
Thought disorder, dream controlNow they read my mind on the radioBut where was the Garden of Eden?I feel elated, I feel depressedSex is death! Death is sex!Says it right here on my crucifix
Like a scream but sort of silentLiving off my nightmaresVoices protecting me“Good behavior brings the Savior to his knees.”Voices rejecting me“Others steal your thoughts - they're not confined to your own mind.”
"I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my suffering, 'cause of my illness.“Only love is worth having, only love is what matters, loving every people on equal terms.”"You've got to know who you're dealin' with because, like a stranger,a-heh, just might come in through here with a gun...and then, what would you do? (Heh.)”"Everything is immaterial""And you know that reality is immaterial""This is not reality"
I'm kneeling on the floor, staring at the wallLike the spider in the window, I wish that I could speakIs there fantasy in refuge? God in politicians?Should I turn on my religion? These demons in my head tell me to
I'm lying here in bedSwear my skin is inside outJust another Sunday morningSeen my diary on the newsstandSeems we've lost the truth to quicksandIt's a shame no one is praying,'cause these voices in my head keep saying...“Love, just don't stare.”“Reveal the Word when you're supposed to.”Withdrawn and introvertedInfectiously perverted“Being laughed at and confusedkeeps us pleasantly amused enough to stay.”
Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleetingTwentieth century icon bleedingWilling to risk salvationto escape from isolationI'm witness to redemptionHeard you speak but never listenedCan you rid me of my secrets?Deliver us from darkness?
Voices repeating me“Feeling threatened? We reflect your hopes and fears.”Voices discussing meDon't expect your own MessiahThis neverworld which you desireis only in your mind