This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
"This was the last night I had on Earth. My home town was dismantled and transferred to the halo of Jupiter, and I went with it."
I) New York City, July 4th, 1994
The skyline burns on Manhattan. She sat with me on top of a warehouse. I said, "I'm so lonely. I think it makes me sick; and I'm sure God's come to destroy me."
Michigan man quits the freeway. Strikes bargains within the entry. Screams nonsense at the fools in the alleyway. Finds solace sniffing bags of all my candy, but it's cold; and it's so hard when you freeze.
II) Come to My Flat
Sit around. Sit on blackened heels. Choke on someone's spit. Dig churches in the pavement. I Can't walk. I think I've arrived; yea, my wallet's thick. I could leave. You will not care here, but I care. I care. Contrive. Concourse to produce, 'got lots a cable. 'got a bag of hep tools. Electric paint. I want a set of chairs, and my ceiling drips. I could
leave because I am nothing. Cheap as the wine. Cheap as expensive gets. 'got a broken figure. Not malfunctioned head. I want that dream. I hurt to talk. She's disagreed. I could leave. I'll wind and bind. I'll wind and bind. I am machine. I am my father. You want this walk. I could leave.
III) Tompkin's Park
Mist forms and exhales in the cold December air. She digs deep in her pocket for a half smoked cigarette. A bottomfeeder 'got jealous. Struck her face with a tire iron. Black clumps of park sod mix with blood in her hair. Picks herself off the cold ground, and starts to walk. Her face is bleeding. Bleeding for you. Picks herself off the cold ground
and starts to walk. I can hear her screaming.
"My love for you has never been so misunderstood."
- Jane
I) New York City, July 4th, 1994
The skyline burns on Manhattan. She sat with me on top of a warehouse. I said, "I'm so lonely. I think it makes me sick; and I'm sure God's come to destroy me."
Michigan man quits the freeway. Strikes bargains within the entry. Screams nonsense at the fools in the alleyway. Finds solace sniffing bags of all my candy, but it's cold; and it's so hard when you freeze.
II) Come to My Flat
Sit around. Sit on blackened heels. Choke on someone's spit. Dig churches in the pavement. I Can't walk. I think I've arrived; yea, my wallet's thick. I could leave. You will not care here, but I care. I care. Contrive. Concourse to produce, 'got lots a cable. 'got a bag of hep tools. Electric paint. I want a set of chairs, and my ceiling drips. I could
leave because I am nothing. Cheap as the wine. Cheap as expensive gets. 'got a broken figure. Not malfunctioned head. I want that dream. I hurt to talk. She's disagreed. I could leave. I'll wind and bind. I'll wind and bind. I am machine. I am my father. You want this walk. I could leave.
III) Tompkin's Park
Mist forms and exhales in the cold December air. She digs deep in her pocket for a half smoked cigarette. A bottomfeeder 'got jealous. Struck her face with a tire iron. Black clumps of park sod mix with blood in her hair. Picks herself off the cold ground, and starts to walk. Her face is bleeding. Bleeding for you. Picks herself off the cold ground
and starts to walk. I can hear her screaming.
"My love for you has never been so misunderstood."
- Jane
Lyrics submitted by jt
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