Part Reality, Part Destruction

New dawn, textures fade, become another chromosome. Lose control, play a role, become another face of life. Give protection and affection just don't lose the heart. Building bricks and building mortar, we all just fall apart. One solution, dissolution, screaming through your lungs in confusion.

Fact of life not lost on you, building through the scenes. Cameras play, scream to say, lost in a conscious dream. Part reality, part destruction. Let's construct into a new age. Building past the lines of walls ready for the fall. We send a radio control to Tibet to spy in on Beijing. We send a radio control to Seoul and Tokyo to spy in on Pyongyang.

Political dawn, the age of apathy, can't care about the state we're in. But it's okay, there's nothing wrong, it's not happening to us. See it's all just an illusion we like to play. To keep ourselves from thinking about the shit we're in. And bit by bit, if I turn the clocks back, I swear I could end up in East or West Berlin.

History repeats and it leaves us with nothing but tortured memories of the past while someone stands there with a conviction shot through with a heart of glass. We always live in the past. And drink from a clean glass. I used to think living for the future was fun until I realized people prefer to talk of the past. I should have known better than to make that mistake

Cheap Entertainment

I've got no future, but I've got no past. You want to complicate me with history and science. A measure of who we are and what we'll be. If the going's ever going to be this good. Cheap entertainment will cost you in the long run. I've got nowhere to hide. Nowhere to run. That's all it's ever been around here.

Tell me where the windows glean and they smile pristine. It's all in a bid to feel secure. Machines working to function. And I'm part of the scenery. But you feel so insecure unless you've got a shoulder to cry on. You don't feel safe until you become cheap. When nobody is looking, I disappear without even making a sound.

Every gesture is a studied look you copied from magazines and Hollywood. You complicate everyone in simplified terms.

Who cares for architecture inside secret walls you ask the world to pass you by. You forget your friends who forget the world. Discreet charms never meant much to you. Always the blunt instrument as that's what gets your message across. What did the world ever mean to you? All these questions never interested you at all. Dumb this down, black this white. I want no residues to be left behind with the shade of grey. Message must be clear as to be clear is to be understood.

Common discipline, the disciple of trust, but you thirst for something else.

Who looks for these things? What difference does it make? Why answer these questions when someone else answers them for you. Maybe then someone will understand.

Complicated ( You Think I Enjoy? )

It's not mine. There are no feelings. No diseased drama lurking in the midst of whatever was supposed to lie here. I am too difficult. Unwilling to budge to all of your feelings of desire. Just cage me in because that's all you ever do. Cage me in and treat me like a doll. Hold, treasure, a stupid pleasure. Think of all that you worry, think of all the designs you have planned. And forget the fact that this thing exists.

There's a spider crawling up my leg. There's a spider crawling up my leg with an arm attached. You think I understand the rules. You think I turn on at the flick of switch. You think I enjoy. Because I'm a boy, you think I enjoy. There's a spider crawling up leg. There's a spider crawling up my leg with an arm attached. You think this is pleasure? You think I enjoy? Because I'm a boy, you think I enjoy!

I fail to hide my discomfort. Your smile fades as you think rejection. You hide your feelings other than being nervous. Oh I'm so difficult, I don't respond to love. You want to be loved by anybody. Any body that will touch off yours! No energy, no chemistry. What use is talk when you can't get touchy-feely?

You only wanted a guy for kisses, cuddles and hot steamy nights between the sheets. Any other feeling becomes secondary. Don't want to complicate things at all. Don't want a complicated creature who says no to your desires. There's too many men willing to satisfy and there's no point in wasting time with complicated creatures who just don't satisfy in those hard to reach places.