'Love, just don't stare'

She used to say to me

every Sunday morning

The spider in the window

The angel in the pool

The old man takes the poison

Now the widow makes the rules



'So speak, I'm right here'

She used to say to me

not a word, not a word

Judas on the ceiling

the Devil in my bed

I guess Easter's never coming

So I'll just wait inside my head



Like a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares



Voices 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 control

Now they read my mind on the radio

But where was the Garden of Eden?



I feel elated

I feel depressed

Sex is death, Death is sex

Says it right here on my Crucifix



Like a scream but sort of silent

living off my nightmares



Voices 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..."

"'n' you know that reality is immaterial."

"This is not reality..."



I'm kneeling on the floor

staring at the wall

like the spider in the win