Both as a standalone and as part of the DSOTS album, you can take this lyric as read. As a matter of public record, Jourgensen's drug intake was legendary even in the 1980s. By the late 90s, in his own words, he was grappling with massive addiction issues and had lost almost everything: friends, spouse, money and had nearly died more than once. "Dark Side of the Spoon" is a both funny & sad title for an album made by a musical genius who was losing the plot; and this song is a message to his fans & friends saying he knows it. It's painful to listen to so I'm glad the "Keith Richards of industrial metals" wised up and cleaned up. Well done sir.
She don't dream the way she used to dream
Before her body condemned itself to feeling like an empty building
One day she'll discover that the habits that she covets
Only smother the hopes that her heart will change
She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard-tasting candy
She closes her eyes at night
She can hear the cavalry go by
She can taste his tongue in her mouth and it's tasting like disease
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is gone
Her fingers burn when she folds into play (?)
That a hunt for love ain't cut like the holes in her duvet
She ain't too certain that her psyche can take
Another season of hunters pretending to spare their prey
And her brains froze black
And her eyes rolled back
And her steps shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
And her brains froze black
And her tongue rolled back
And her heart shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't dream the way she used to dream
Before her body condemned itself to feeling like an empty building
One day she'll discover that the habits that she covets
Only smother the hopes that her heart will change
She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard-tasting candy
She closes her eyes at night
She can hear the years she lost go by
She can taste his tongue in her mouth and it's tasting like deceit
And her brains froze black
And her eyes rolled back
And her steps shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
And her brains froze black
And her tongue rolled back
And her heart shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't know what she's becoming
Before her body condemned itself to feeling like an empty building
One day she'll discover that the habits that she covets
Only smother the hopes that her heart will change
She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard-tasting candy
She closes her eyes at night
She can hear the cavalry go by
She can taste his tongue in her mouth and it's tasting like disease
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is out of sight
She don't ever see what should be seen
Until the thing that should be seen is gone
Her fingers burn when she folds into play (?)
That a hunt for love ain't cut like the holes in her duvet
She ain't too certain that her psyche can take
Another season of hunters pretending to spare their prey
And her brains froze black
And her eyes rolled back
And her steps shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
And her brains froze black
And her tongue rolled back
And her heart shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't dream the way she used to dream
Before her body condemned itself to feeling like an empty building
One day she'll discover that the habits that she covets
Only smother the hopes that her heart will change
She broke her teeth on an unsheathed piece of hard-tasting candy
She closes her eyes at night
She can hear the years she lost go by
She can taste his tongue in her mouth and it's tasting like deceit
And her brains froze black
And her eyes rolled back
And her steps shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
And her brains froze black
And her tongue rolled back
And her heart shellacked
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't know what she's becoming
She don't know what she's becoming
Lyrics submitted by MrSpatula
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