I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go you could meet somebody who really loves you so you go, and you stand on your own and you leave on your own and you go home, and you cry and you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now" well, when exactly do you mean? see I've already waited too long and all my hope is gone
I have come curiously close to the end, down Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole, Defeated, I concede and Move closer I may find comfort here I may find peace within the emptiness How pitiful
It's calling me...
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping The moon tells me a secret - my confidant As full and bright as I am This light is not my own and A million light reflections pass over me
Its source is bright and endless She resuscitates the hopeless Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt Don't wanna be down here feeding my narcissism. I must crucify the ego before it's far too late I pray the light lifts me out Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical, And you will come to find that we are all one mind Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable. Just let the light touch you And let the words spill through And let them pass right through Bringing out our hope and reason ... before we pine away. (by Maynard James Keenan)
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