the lunatic is in my head the lunatic is in my head

oh, look at my face, my name is might have been, my name is never was, my name's forgotten









and if your head explodes with dark forbodings too, ill see you on the darkside of the moon

us and them












hello. is there anybody in there? just nod if you can hear me. is anyone home?

i'm worse at what i do best and for this gift i feel blessed

you raise the blade you make the change, you re-arrange me till i'm sane

when i was a child i took a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye

i turned to look but it was gone, i cannot put my finger on it now

i will crawl away for good

i have become comfortably numb