Monks Of Doom - Taste Of Tendon Lyrics
I was cross-eyed, stoned and painlessMy pulse was up my eyes were redMy visions, situations, feelingsHung on my lips and burned me upAnd 18 hours spent asleepCould not help me from thinking thatI had somehow managed to fool myselfI had missed the point while puttin em backI cant help from thinkingAs my heart keeps beatingOf what Id love to doTo strip the flesh that hides these bonesBare my soul without a soundBurn my brain, lay waste to fearThough I wont live that many yearsAnd I cant shed that many tearsClaustrophobic, paranoidLaughing at my routine caresThe charade of my brilliant lifeHad drawn a crowd these last few yearsAs I entertain my audience,The stage was torn by all I knewWho took me to the moon aboveWrapped my soul in linen clothI cant help from thinkingAs my heart keeps beatingIf I was jesus christAnd all the things Id love to knowWhy I feel the way I do,And what it means to be aliveAnd make yourself a sacrificeTo never have to live a lieYou take yourself so seriouslyYoure dressed in black but your soul is greenYouve got an understanding of the worldThats only based on what youve seenAnd if youd just admit to yourselfThat its not such an awful placeThe grim facade that hides your mindMay yet reveal a smiling faceI cant help from thinkingAs my heart keeps beatingOf what Id love to doLocked away just me and youIf you can only see me throughAnd see what we could make it toForget the things that need no proofAnd see the world with eyes of fools
