@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
I think I've become one of the others
Oh, oh, oh
I think I've become one of the others
Oh, oh, oh
I think I've become one of the others
Oh, oh, yey-yeah
There was a frail syrup dripping off his lap danced lapel
Punctuated by her decrepit prowl she
Washed down the hatching gizzard
Soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged by combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels
Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms
Bled me blind
Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from
Morgue lancet caressed your fontanelle
I've sworn to kill
Every last one
Every last one
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
Oh
All your dreams
Splintered off
Leech by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you
Yes, anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted
with disease
When she skinned that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
Shockless shackles free you
Volt face cons
Abandon you again
I won't feel, not this time
Shockless shackles free you
Volt face cons
Abandon you again
I won't feel, not this time, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
I think I've become one of the others
Oh, oh, oh
I think I've become one of the others
Oh, oh, yey-yeah
There was a frail syrup dripping off his lap danced lapel
Punctuated by her decrepit prowl she
Washed down the hatching gizzard
Soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged by combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels
Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms
Bled me blind
Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from
Morgue lancet caressed your fontanelle
I've sworn to kill
Every last one
Every last one
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
Oh
All your dreams
Splintered off
Leech by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you
Yes, anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted
with disease
When she skinned that costume by its navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor and out of your mouth and out of your eyelids
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No, there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
Shockless shackles free you
Volt face cons
Abandon you again
I won't feel, not this time
Shockless shackles free you
Volt face cons
Abandon you again
I won't feel, not this time, oh, yeah
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Cassandra Gemini Lyrics as written by Omar Rodriguez Cedric Bixler
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