Eraserhead

Testo di Eraserhead

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Anno2008
Durata8:52
Lingua originaleInglese
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Behind the iron curtain secret doors Lie broken and twisted ideals that litter from my floor It's not that I don't hear you shouting in my head It's just a noise that deadens me Compounding my indifference I need you now like I need a hole in the head I'd give you my sympathy But the space behind these eyes is dead It's not that I don't hear you screaming in my face It's just a noise that deadens me Compounding my indifference Lay your head down, lay your beautiful head down Can the worm turn inside me like a wheel And shut the door of my sensitivity to the way you feel? I hate your country, I hate this new religion I hate your politics I hate your like of kindness I hate what you've become And so it seems that green has become the new red Void of human empathy My head tilts in mock fascination As I pull the legs off this poor squirming creature But I will grow and take my filth into an unsuspecting world You can't tell me what to do, the school's no longer in control The parents twitch like a wrimp wristed puppets You and your liberal ideas- what fools- Just a rebel without a clue