Glass And The Ghost Children Lyrics - Machina/the Machines Of God - Smashing Pumpkins

To the center of the earth 

Or anywhere god decides 

Full of fever pulling forth 

We hear our call as all 

To the center of the earth 

As if written in 

Dna is reaching out 

To your frequency 

I want to live 

Don't want to die 

I want to live 

I want to try 

All in prayer 

Prayer in all 

All are scared 

Scared of all 

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Black rooms are calling 

To men in leather coats 

White labs are cooking 

Up the silver ghost 

The glass migrates under 

Her translucent skin 

And all are spiders 

Wonder what we've got us in 

All is you 

You are all 

All with you 

You in all 

I want to live 

I don't want to die 

I want to live 

I want to try 

"so it's all very obtuse, because it's all, like, i don't know. so, like, i started thinking that everything i operate on is based on what i believe god was telling me to do. god could be my intuition or whatever, but i always assume, i always assume that the voice i hear is the voice of god. then i started thinking, what if i'm insane? so i'm operating on the premise that i'm hearing the voice of god or what i perceive to be god speaking to me or through me, but maybe i'm completely in... so all my... demagoguery in my life about me thinking that my life has importance, my, my... thinking that my life has importance. my--my--my thought of it and the fact that i believe i'm following my intuition which in and of itself may be completely false. so then i started freaking out, thinking--of itself may be completely false. and again this creature that believes he's acting upon heavenly intuition but meanwhile he's totally rampant. and i started thinking maybe this is the cause of all the negativity against--and i started thinking maybe this is the cause of all the negativity against--and i started thinking maybe this is the cause of all the negativity against..." 

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So meets the final coda of a vinyl storm 

One more cherry cola to lift up her dead arms 

A dream of soft focus, sunsets filters through the din 

We are losing contact as she dials it in 

She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him? 

She eyes tv reflection, and nods a knowing look 

She says it doesn't matter, she never liked her looks 

I have seen a thousand fractures, i have seen everything 

'cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book 

There's not much left to ponder, not much left to cook 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her 

As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her