Thought Criminal - Velvet Acid Christ

Darkness again

Sleeping upside down

On a pillow of nails

Push it, smile

Oh, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk for a while

Blinded, blinded

Can’t see a door in front of me

You open up, and walk all over me

A sin for a bottle of gin

Drunken

Flowers bloom in a high fashion season

It’s all over me, all over me, greed

Open up in my mind

Oh, so conned to be jerked back into the 50's

And become some macho scum that makes me bleed

Oh, why will you turn on me?

Why do you smile like that?

Darkness again

Sleeping upside down

On a pillow made of nails

Mental shock

Mental shock

Mental shock

All over me, is grief

You can’t see

What will you do for money?

Killing time with bullets in the night

Oh right, oh right

What is right?

to conquer?

Or follow some path paved some years ago?

With no hope, no hope of any life

Shine, shine my bleeding heart

I will dance one more time before I must go around

Revision, the vision

Of the cult of the ruling class that be

No government, bottle up in my mind

Oh so conned to be jerked back into the 50's

And become some macho scum that makes me free

Oh, why do you betray me?

Why do you smile like that?

Over the back

And into a system of oppression

Hurts so bad to be

Expendable