pouring over sketches
spending time with wretches
my shadow’s getting longer
as the nights are drawing in

I’m slowly getting taller
‘cos I feed on paranoia
the ones that came before you
were no better than you’ve been

sick of all you bitches
scratch until it itches
pulling at my stitches
while you’re swinging on a star

come into my kitchen
selling me religion
playing with the pidgeons
like the vermin that you are

those things ain’t wings
and that ain’t a fucking halo
don’t say another word
don’t even look until I say so

I’ve had it up to here
so you can take it over there
I’m going to make you wish
you’d never tried to make me care

pretending not to notice
ignoring the explosives
forgiving predilections
deforming your opinion

we tried to use reason and social cohesion you labelled us terrorists and charged us all with treason
and every day I bow my head and I don’t speak up because I’m not worth it
they haven’t caught me or at least not yet but they will ‘cos I know that I’m not perfect

those things ain’t wings
and that ain’t a fucking halo
don’t say another word
don’t even look until I say so

I’ve had it up to here
so you can take it over there
I’m going to make you wish
you’d never tried to make me care