Mythomania

You walked a mile on broken glass

Through glowing coals you were a path

The words on your tongue a mechanical song

Your face is lined with disappointment

Oh white matter mind, what have you got to say?

Reasons combine to force you away

You’re moving on

You solved the problem

And who can’t blame you

You’re safe in here

Inside your castle

In mythomania, mythomania

Cold crescent moon on a red cross

Its happening soon ti’s coming for us

Oh white matter mind, what is there left to say?

Reasons combined to force you away

No telephone

No television

No news that drain you

You’re safer here

More atmosphere

In mythomania, in mythomania, mythomania

You caught belief

Like some disease

No words can save you

Cuz you’re all along

You’re on your own

In mythomania