“Written about the internal voice in our heads, our subconcious. The comparison of our own battles with it as compared to the mind of a serial killer who is also driven by voices, only to much more extreme ends.”
Now, now
Wake up, are you alive?
Will you listen to me?
I’m gonna talk about some freaky shit now
Someone is gonna die when you listen to me
Let the living die, let the living die, say
Are you breathing now?
Do the wicked see you?
You still breathing?
You’re making me known
Are you breathing now?
Do the wicked see you?
You still breathing?
So, what’s up
I wonder why do you listen to me
I’m gonna make you do some freaky shit now
Insane, you’re gonna die when you listen to me
Let the living die, let the living die, say
Can you imagine how good going through this will make you feel?
I promise, no one will ever know
There will be no chance of you getting caught
They never loved you anyway
So come on, be a man
And do what you are compelled to do
Save me God
I can hear the voice but I don’t want to listen
Strap me down and tell me I’ll be alright
I can feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice and make everything go
I can hear the voice but I don’t want to listen
Strap me down and tell me I’ll be alright
I can feel the subliminal need to be one with
The voice and make everything alright
So, are you breathing?
So, do you breathe now
