Downward Spiral

Need you
Dream you
Find you
Taste you
F**k you
Use you
Scar you
Break you
Lose me
Hate me
Smash me
Erase me

Production: flood and trent reznor
Mixing engineer: alan moulder

i hurt myself today
To see if i still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But i remember everything
What have i become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone i know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of s**t
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have i become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone i know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If i could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
He tries to tell me what i put inside of me
He's got the answers to ease my curiosity
He dreamed up a god and called it christianity
Your god is dead and no one cares
If there is a hell i will see you there
He flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line
He made a virus that would kill off all the swine
His perfect kingdom of killing, suffering and pain
Demands devotion atrocities done in his name
Your god is dead and no one cares
Drowning in his own hypocrisy
And if there is a hell i will see you there
Burning with your god in humility
Will you die for this?


Production: trent reznor
Mixing engineer: alan moulder

She spread herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
Devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths i reach are limitless
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure

Production: flood and trent reznor
Mixing engineer: alan moulder

I'm losing ground
You know how this world can beat you down
I'm made of clay
I fear i'm the only one who thinks this way
I'm always falling down the same hill
Bamboo puncturing this skin
And nothing comes bleeding out of me just like a waterfall i'm drowning in
2 feet below the surface i can still make out your wavy face
And if i could just reach you maybe i could leave this place
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
Don't you tell me how i feel
Don't you tell me how i feel
Don't you tell me how i feel
You don't know just how i feel
I stay inside my bed
I have lived so many lives all in my head
Don't tell me that you care
There really isn't anything, is there?
You would know, wouldn't you?
You extend your hand to those who suffer
To those who know what it really feels like
To those who've had a taste
Like that means something
And oh so sick i am
And maybe i don't have a choice
And maybe that is all i have
And maybe this is a cry for help
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
I do not want this
Don't you tell me how i feel
Don't you tell me how i feel
Don't you tell me how i feel
You don't know just how i feel
I want to know everything
I want to be everywhere
I want to f**k everyone in the world
I want to do something that matters


Production: trent reznor
Mixing engineer: alan moulder
Drum performance: stephen perkins
Drum treatments: flood and trent reznor