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Touched in the head
God is speaking to me
Not with the words you said
But the spaces in between
The whisper becomes a scream
Feel a thousand eyes
The gaze of shadowed faces
Gossipers and fiends
You paranoid disgrace
Do they want you dead?
Are the knife and hand your own?
You can hide your face
But you'll never be alone
The swarm becomes a drone
What is a man?
A miserable little pile of secrets
Blasphemers, deceivers
What is a man?
A miserable little pile of secrets
Blasphemers, deceivers
What is a man?
A miserable little pile of secrets
Blasphemers, deceivers
What is a man?
A miserable little pile of secrets
Blasphemers, deceivers
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking to me
Touched in the head, god is speaking