IMMATURE CHRIST

The special light glowing like it's endless
confuses eyes, pretends to play the actress
puts an end to all the gunshot dreams for me
so now they're real, not what they seemed to be

the shower tells me what my life's about
the fruits are nice but deep inside they rot
failed to cut them I won't see the seeds
I accept, that's what my image needs

the screen is on and the lights are out
I see the naked body with a filthy mouth
scared to death the man turns around
sees a camera broadcasting from behind

the love song that will never leave one's mind
has its refrain that sounds and feels so kind
and the ending which comes when the phone's dead
names everyone who laughs at every word you said.