We are not the same in any way, shape or form
You donât have the mind to create anything
Iâm blind, Iâm blind, I canât see through the idiocy
I canât hardly see at all
Iâm blind, Iâm blind, I donât even care
Thereâs so much to fear, and nothing to see here
No similarity between you and me
Youâve bastardized everything that I need
Thereâs no future for you in this town
So keep your head down and focus on the ground
Keep your head down, focus on the ground
Youâll never be anything like me
Thereâs so much to hear, thereâs so much to feel
And you wonât ever even know if itâs real
An empty casket in a funeral home
Thatâs all youâll ever be to me when youâre gone
Itâs like a sinister plot to pervert everything I love
A disease if you please; something to make you believe that this is real,
When itâs simply illogic.
A disease if you please; something to harbor the sleaze
A game of make believe, and people fucking buy it.
Thereâs so much to hear, thereâs so much to feel
And you wonât ever even know if itâs real
An empty casket in a funeral home
Thatâs all youâll ever be to me when youâre gone
I have seen my world fall apart before my eyes
I wonât let it happen again
I am here to destroyâ¦
The aspiration of a nation, to remake the same stuff.
No creation.
- :
- The Cradle
- Less Faith
- Stay Asleep
- Catacomb (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- To Hell With Humdrum
- In the Best Possible Taste
- Sleepwalking
- Eat Yourself Whole
- Idiots at the Wheel EP
- Indie Top 20, Volume 18
- Pumping on Your Stereo
- Bloodshot and Fancy Free: The Best and Rest of Kingmaker
- NME: Singles of the Week 1992
- Chrysalis 25 Edited Highlights
- You and I Will Never See Things Eye to Eye
- The Killjoy Was Here EP
- 10 Years Asleep...
- Armchair Anarchist
- Queen Jane E.P.