| I’m feeling sacrilegious and I’m so mad at the church I
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| Can’t believe they would inflict so much hurt why
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| Could you put such a hole in my faith
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| That I constantly feel like I’m falling from grace
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| And being chased by
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| This face that lives inside of the hate that lives
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| Inside of the way that I always seem to relate cry
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| For me and if I ever find the answer
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| I promise I’ll spread it quicker than cancer
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| Now ask yourself are there really things that go bump in the night
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| Or are we taught as children to have fright for things that might
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| Live or breath or might not even exist
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| Cause fear is a son of a bitch of man’s myths
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| And his job is keeping the urban legends alive
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| By telling stories and enhancing em with devilish lies
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| So stay afraid of the many beings and strange things
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| That will live forever in folklore and remain to be seen
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| I don’t know what to believe anymore I
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| Feel like I’m falling further and therefore I
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| Feel like I’m losing my grip and I don’t know why
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| I better get it right this time, you better get it right
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| I better get it right, you better get it right
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| I better get it right this time, you better get it right
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| I better get it right, you better get it right
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| I better get it right this time
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| There are so many diseases and so little cures to 'em
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| My cousin just past from a sickness unbeknownst to him
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| There’s so many reasons we’re medicated
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| Mostly because it’s good for the economy
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| And most of us are related to the illness passed down
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| >From gene pools of relatives
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| So if your uncle’s crazy I’m saying' there ain’t no telling
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| If it skips a generation or smashes a Y chromosome
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| Infecting your family tree with paranoial overtones
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| Now I just woke up and I really don’t know what happened
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| She was laying there bleeding on the mattress
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| I didn’t know she was an actress addicted top every kind of pill
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| That you can prescribe or imagine
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| I was sleeping she was grabbing to get her hands
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| On something sharp to put it to her neck an started jabbing
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| All the doctors are wrong I can’t believe she’s gone
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| And now I’m taking the medicine she was hooked on
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| Now I can feel the eyeball watching from outer space
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| And the look on my face is saying it all
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| I need to find a safe place to call home
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| Where no one’s watching I’m all alone
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| Put me in a coffin of stone
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| If I’m hiding it won’t matter they keep finding
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| A hundred and one different ways to keep us dying
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| You think I’m trying to keep up all the lying
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| But really I’m just caught in the middle now everybody
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| It’s hard to believe in lies from inbreeds with invisible eyes
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| Incapable to see from a computer screen
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| Or the station from your Pentium processor
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| While the satellite is covering your whole circumference
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| Of the planetary globe watch as the chaos unfolds
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| As young men and women are growing old and weak
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| And far too scared to try to speak to the powers that be
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| So instead they claim peace in the midst of war |