Thought Criminal

<br>darkness again<br>sleeping upside down<br>on a pillow of nails<br>push it, smile<br>oh talk, talk, talk, talk, talk for a while<br>blinded, blinded<br>can`t see a door in front of me<br>you open up, and walk all over me<br>a sin for a bottle of gin<br>drunken<br>flowers bloom in a high fashion season<br>it`s all over me, all over me, greed<br>open up in my mind<br>oh so conned to be jerked back into the 50`s<br>and become some macho scum that makes me bleed<br>oh why will you turn on me?<br>why do you smile like that?<br>darkness again<br>sleeping upside down<br>on a pillow made of nails<br>mental shock<br>mental shock<br>mental shock<br>all over me, is grief<br>you can`t see<br>what will you do for money?<br>killing time with bullets in the night<br>oh right, oh right<br>what is right? to conquer?<br>or follow some path paved some years ago?<br>with no hope, no hope of any life<br>shine, shine my bleeding heart<br>i will dance one more time before i must go around<br>revision, the vision<br>of the cult of the ruling class that be<br>no government, bottle up in my mind<br>oh so conned to be jerked back into the 50`s<br>and become some macho scum that makes me free<br>oh why do you betray me?<br>why do you smile like that?<br>over the back<br>and into a system of oppression<br>hurts so bad to be<br>expendable