Next to Ungodliness

And fortune-telling's not my profession but
I can see the crystal ball
Formed out of the water
Through it, I can see it all
When they ask you
What are you hiding from:
All of the others in the way!
And on this wall:
A different reflection
I can recall it’s not the same face
Quick! Pull this rope
Wash your hands of this
It’s the dark reflecting
Images reflecting
And you’re full of it
When all our thoughts are dirty
Can we get them clean?
Hold our heads under the water
Let our eyes roll back and look deep
Deep into our skulls
Is there anything worth keeping?
When they ask you
What are you hiding from:
All of the others in the way!
(The sink is full, the bubbles rise and stare at me like spider eyes.)
And on this wall:
A different reflection
I can recall it’s not the same face
When nothing else will hold me up
Broken tiles on the bathroom floor will have to do
If nothing else can pull me through
I just can’t remember!
Why can’t I remember?
When’s the first time I looked in the mirror
And said «I hope I die»?
I know you keep pretending
Let me be the same!
Let me be this way!
I know you keep pretending
Let me be the same!
Let me be this way!