(A man or a woman?
It was a man and that's really what shocked me
What are you wearing now?
Nothing...)
There's a radio in my head
I hear the voices in my bed
Like a razor blade shower
I taste my ears to alarm
Till they hear no sound
But then there's silence
That comes tumbling down
Like a shower of blades
Like a falling lead cloud
The sound of my thinking
Has gotten too loud
Like a razor blade shower
Like a home without power
Like a gun without flowers
Like the day without hours
Like a razor blade, like a razor blade, like a razor blade shower
Like a razor blade, like a razor blade, like a razor blade shower
