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Lyrics: John Petrucci<br />Music: Dream Theater<br /><br />'Love, just don't stare'<br />He used to say to me<br />every Sunday morning<br />The spider in the window<br />The angel in the pool<br />The old man takes the poison<br />Now the widow makes the rules<br /><br />'So speak, I'm right here'<br />She used to say to me<br />not a word, not a word<br />Judas on the ceiling<br />the Devil in my bed<br />I guess Easter's never coming<br />So I'll just wait inside my head<br /><br />Like a scream but sort of silent<br />living off my nightmares<br /><br />Voices repeating me<br />'Feeling threatened?<br />We reflect your hopes and fears.'<br />Voices discussing me<br />'Others steal your thoughts<br />they're not confined<br />within your mind.'<br /><br />Thought disorder<br />Dream control<br />Now they read my mind on the radio<br />But where was the Garden of Eden?<br /><br />I feel elated<br />I feel depressed<br />Sex is death, Death is sex<br />Says it right here on my Crucifix<br /><br />Like a scream but sort of silent<br />living off my nightmares<br /><br />Voices protecting me<br />'Good behavior<br />brings the Savior<br />to his knees.'<br />Voices rejecting me<br />'Others steal your thoughts<br />they're not confined<br />to your own mind.'<br /><br />[Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo reading from the book "Cultural Revolution".]<br />"I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my<br />suffering, 'cause of my illness.<br />Only love is worth having, only<br />love is what matters, loving every <br />people on equal terms. "<br />"You've got to know who you're <br />dealin' with because, like a stranger, <br />a-heh, just might come in through<br />here with a gun... and then, what <br />would you do? (Heh.)"<br />"Everything is immaterial..."<br />"'n' you know that reality is immaterial."<br />"This is not reality..."<br /><br />I'm kneeling on the floor<br />staring at the wall<br />like the spider in the window<br />I wish that I could speak<br />Is there fantasy in refuge?<br />God in politicians?<br />Should I turn on my religion?<br />These demons in my head tell me to<br /><br />I'm lying here in bed<br />Swear my skin is inside out<br />Just another Sunday morning<br /><br />Seen my diary on the newsstand<br />Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand<br />It's a shame no one is praying<br />'Cause these voices in my head<br />keep saying...<br /><br />'Love, just don't stare.'<br />'Reveal the Word when you're<br />supposed to'<br />Withdrawn and introverted<br />Infectiously perverted<br />'Being laughed at and confused<br />keeps us pleasantly amused<br />enough to stay.'<br /><br />Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting<br />Twentieth century Icon bleeding<br />Willing to risk Salvation<br />to escape from isolation<br /><br />I'm witness to redemption<br />heard you speak but never listened<br />Can you rid me of my secrets?<br />Deliver us from Darkness?<br /><br />Voices repeating me<br />'Feeling threatened?<br />We reflect your hopes and fears.'<br />Voices discussing me<br />Don't expect your own Messiah<br />This neverworld which you desire<br />is only in your mind.
Letra nueva de la canción
Lyrics: John Petrucci<br />Music: Dream Theater<br /><br />'Love, just don't stare'<br />He used to say to me<br />every Sunday morning<br />The spider in the window<br />The angel in the pool<br />The old man takes the poison<br />Now the widow makes the rules<br /><br />'So speak, I'm right here'<br />She used to say to me<br />not a word, not a word<br />Judas on the ceiling<br />the Devil in my bed<br />I guess Easter's never coming<br />So I'll just wait inside my head<br /><br />Like a scream but sort of silent<br />living off my nightmares<br /><br />Voices repeating me<br />'Feeling threatened?<br />We reflect your hopes and fears.'<br />Voices discussing me<br />'Others steal your thoughts<br />they're not confined<br />within your mind.'<br /><br />Thought disorder<br />Dream control<br />Now they read my mind on the radio<br />But where was the Garden of Eden?<br /><br />I feel elated<br />I feel depressed<br />Sex is death, Death is sex<br />Says it right here on my Crucifix<br /><br />Like a scream but sort of silent<br />living off my nightmares<br /><br />Voices protecting me<br />'Good behavior<br />brings the Savior<br />to his knees.'<br />Voices rejecting me<br />'Others steal your thoughts<br />they're not confined<br />to your own mind.'<br /><br />[Dialogue by rap artist Prix-mo reading from the book "Cultural Revolution".]<br />"I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my<br />suffering, 'cause of my illness.<br />Only love is worth having, only<br />love is what matters, loving every <br />people on equal terms. "<br />"You've got to know who you're <br />dealin' with because, like a stranger, <br />a-heh, just might come in through<br />here with a gun... and then, what <br />would you do? (Heh.)"<br />"Everything is immaterial..."<br />"'n' you know that reality is immaterial."<br />"This is not reality..."<br /><br />I'm kneeling on the floor<br />staring at the wall<br />like the spider in the window<br />I wish that I could speak<br />Is there fantasy in refuge?<br />God in politicians?<br />Should I turn on my religion?<br />These demons in my head tell me to<br /><br />I'm lying here in bed<br />Swear my skin is inside out<br />Just another Sunday morning<br /><br />Seen my diary on the newsstand<br />Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand<br />It's a shame no one is praying<br />'Cause these voices in my head<br />keep saying...<br /><br />'Love, just don't stare.'<br />'Reveal the Word when you're<br />supposed to'<br />Withdrawn and introverted<br />Infectiously perverted<br />'Being laughed at and confused<br />keeps us pleasantly amused<br />enough to stay.'<br /><br />Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting<br />Twentieth century Icon bleeding<br />Willing to risk Salvation<br />to escape from isolation<br /><br />I'm witness to redemption<br />heard you speak but never listened<br />Can you rid me of my secrets?<br />Deliver us from Darkness?<br /><br />Voices repeating me<br />'Feeling threatened?<br />We reflect your hopes and fears.'<br />Voices discussing me<br />Don't expect your own Messiah<br />This neverworld which you desire<br />is only in your mind.
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