I know you
I know all about you
You see things that other people don't see and it makes you nervous
If your hands would stop shaking you'd wipe the cold sweat off your brow
It's hard for you to think, but you don't need to very much
Because the voices in your head usually tell you what to do
You consider yourself to be invisible, and it's true in a way
Because everybody can see right through you
Other people can even read your thoughts
Although they'll never let you know it for sure
But when you leave the room, everyone discusses you and then has a good laugh
You used to have some friends, but they don't come around much any more
Probably because it's hard for them to keep a straight face in your presence
When you go out, you need to be very careful
Things always seem to happen too fast
If someone accidentally brushes against you
You jerk away in a panic that you foolishly hope no one will notice
When you go into a place of business, and see a security camera
You try and beam pleasant, innocuous thoughts at it
You make a feeble attempt to be nonchalant, until you are out of its range
If you see a book or magazine, it usually has a picture of yourself on the cover, one taken by such a camera
These pictures are sk**fully retouched to look like someone else, in order to mock you
You never read books or magazines because they all contain secret messages
Hidden in multiple layers of meaning, that make you do things you can't remember later
I know you
I know all about you
Your nights are rough
You stay in your apartment, with the shades drawn, and all the lights off, watching television
You keep the sound turned off and try to be very quiet, because you want everyone to think you're asleep
And all night long, a disembodied voice in the back of your head sings over and over
Somewhere.......there's a place......for............us