This is about the banal evil which often confuses creativity with mental illness, and ambiguity with dysphoria.
lyrics
No soul just pure technique
The written word it's meaning plain oblique
Just makes so little to me
Sex is violence violence sex
The ideals of the dispossessd
Lithium no fun but it serves the purpose
Of keeping you too numb to care what depths you plumb
Help me I'm falling my mind is calling
I think my mind is calling out to me
But I'm here lost at sea
All surface, no real feeling
Look what they've done to you
Comatose contemplate the ceiling
Born with one skin too few
All surface and no real feeling
Break your will, call it healing
Girls like me are sometimes boys
Genre and gender are just our toys
Sexuality is making me sick
Put the blade in my hand, cut myself to the quick
Boys like me are sometimes girls
Don't forget this our world
Girls like me are sometimes boys
Don't forget - there is no choice
All surface, no real feeling
Look what they've done to you
Comatose contemplate the ceiling
Born with one skin too few
All surface and no real feeling
Break your will, call it healing
All surface, no real feeling
Look what they've done to us
Medicate, call it healing
The natural urge combusts
credits
from Glow Ghosts,
released July 14, 2016
D.W - Vocals, Synth,,Guitar and Drum Programming
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