Barry Adamson - Here In The Hole lyrics

rate me

You see, that's the way the world is

Not a lot you can do about it

Except to accept

There was a time that I thought about it

Plenty of times I thought about it

Then decided not to

Here in the hole

I'm surrounded by fools

Degenerates and phoneys

I suffer a constant bombardment of nonsense from all sides

When central control render me surplus to requirements

My imprint is relocated to the ruins of Paris

Where I regenerate

My new face accepting me immediately without the usual problems

I operate a program of self denial

Yet languish in polymorphic perversity as is my want

Each day, even although I believe I'm free

Something pulls me back into a past made real only by their understanding

And all the while the calls keep coming in

And still I am hunted for my flesh

I'm hounded for my beauty

In a world turned on it's head

I steady myself

Ready to enter

They believe I know everything because my masters memory serves me while

Infact I know nothing

And so they will find me

And in the middle of a cold afternoon they will ask

What is it, exactly, you know

And then

They will take me outside

And they will kill me

That much I do know<br />

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Thanks to razvan