Netherlandia - Screens

I keep the killer hidden in my head

I keep a camera mounted in my bedroom

The colors on my canvas give me dread

If I can’t go to sleep, I can’t pretend to

Preachers keep on whispering the dark

There’s nothing that they say I want to sing for you

I can offer pieces of my heart

It’s the only thing of value I can give to you

Behind in that department, benign in my apartment

Be lying, if I’m honest, be lying, if I’m honest

(Behind in that department, benign in my apartment)

(Be lying, if I’m honest, be lying, if I’m honest)

I’m forgetting all the things I said

Things might seem much clearer in the daylight

I often stagger when I’m being led

And suffer when I give in without a fight

Denying in the darkness, we shine when we’re unconscious

Denying in the darkness, we shine when we’re unconscious

I’m not allowed to sing about the moon

I’m creaming all the fuckers that ignore you

War-ship sigils looming in the nose

And all the lonely suckers sing the blues

And all the lonely suckers sing the blues

Believe that I’ve given into good magic

It’s not static

Right from underneath the wrong

It’s just that I’m not always on

And I will drift away from you, like I always do

But try to keep me in your heart if you could

'Cause that’s what I hold onto in the dark

I hope that’s understood

I watch the rain collect in little streams

Investing gold in daydreams I can see through

Certain birds will fly into the screen

You still can’t defend what you pretend to

Here’s a joke that someone said to me

It’s not that funny, but I’m gonna' tell it to you

I’ll still give you pieces of my heart

It’s the only chance I have that we will see this through

Been riding out the recent, and winding out the rejects

Been riding out the recent, and winding out the rejects

Remember when you asked me to grow up

And steer it back to roads we knew the names of?

I’d ask you to grow down, but you won’t trust

So I burnt up your instructions with a flame gun

We used to speak by telepathic means

Drive around in cities that were cloudier

Our difference has us severed by the seams

No room for pussies here in Netherlandia

Drive around in cities that were cloudier

Drive around in cities that were cloudier

I walk the unseen rooms 'till dawn

And write it in my catalogue

The painted diamond on my wall

And beneath my drum set

Tell me there’s good things to come, 'cause you owe me one

You know there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do for you

But all these things might come to fall apart

What we set out to lose

And I will drift away from you, like I always do

But try to keep me in your heart if you could

'Cause that’s what I hold onto in the dark

I hope that’s understood