Showbread I Think I'm Going To See You
Madness is like love, it makes you see the world a
different way
Maybe love just helps you say the things that madness
can’t convey
When an evil spirit leaves a man, it goes flying
through the desert
Looks for a place to stay and then comes back
And that’s what’s got me hiding out from rapists,
thieves and perverts
The newsman telling me we’re under attack
Because the more the world puts in my mouth, the less I
feel like chewing it
I found the way to madness and I’m opening the door
Cause the more they say what’s on my mind, the more I
feel I’m losing it
They tell me what to care about and I don’t care
anymore
Cause there’s a hole in the fabric of my sanity
and it’s getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I’m
gonna see you
I pledge allegiance to myself, don’t make much sense to
me
And if freedom frees the idiots, I don’t think I’ve
been set free
With all the emphasis on money and guns and looking out
for number one
Seems like clouds in my coffee
Because the world is a lady with a veil over her face
But I’m tearing it away cause she’s got something to
hide
And all our hopes and dreams I fear have been badly
misplaced
Cause life means giving up yourself, I’m not afraid to
die
Cause there’s a hole in the fabric of my sanity
and it’s getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I’m
gonna see you
There’s a fire on the flag that makes you who you are
And I think my mask is starting to slip
And now that everything’s breaking down, I think I’m
getting a grip
The more the world puts in my mouth, the more I feel
like throwing up
I’ve found the way to freedom and I’m opening the door
The more they tell me how to care, the more and more
I’m giving up
Afraid of God and life and death, I’m not afraid
anymore
There’s a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it’s
getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I’m
gonna see you
There’s a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it’s
getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I’m
gonna see you
There’s a fire on the flag that makes you who you are
And I think my mask is starting to slip
And now that everything’s breaking down, I think I’m
getting a grip
There’s a hole in the fabric of my sanity and it’s
getting big enough to see through
And on the other side of losing my mind I think I’m
going to see you
