when_you_don't_see_me birdmad when you don't see me/ it's not a matter of going to grow it's not a matter of time or how i feel/ i'm throwing off the shadow of a better man now what you see is what you never asked ...get real, get another i don't exist when you don't see me i don't exist when you're not here what the eye don't see won't break the heart you can make believe when we're apart but when you leave, i disappear Oh, it's kind of different when you're there You can lease the peace of mind You bought a mask, i put it on You never thought to ask me if i wear it when you're gone Get real, get another (I don't exist when You don't see me...) You never learned You bought me everything (and less) I turned, You couldn't let me move I guess i don't deny It don't disprove I'm throwin' off the shadow of a better man now And what you see is what you've lost If i were you, i wouldn't try Get real, get another I don't exist when you don't see me i don't exixst when you're not here what the eye don't see won't break the heart You can make believe when we're apart But when you leave i disappear (when you don't see me) 000425 ... birdmad copyright 1990, Merciful Release, Eldritch/James etc. 000425 ... WingedSerpent when they don't see me, behind the walls of my cubicle or over the phone i make faces, i make rude gestures. i say things under my breath until i settle down again. 000531 ... moonshine If i close my eyes and hold my breath you can't see me.. 000601 ... jenny enny dots metal, psychedelica, and dance beats to form a goth sound: Sisters of Mercy 040207 ... silentlybroken Oh, to have the invisibility I have always craved. I used to despair that you didn’t see me, but your demonstrable ignorance merely assisted in the perception of how little I care. Because, my dear, nothing but a memory shall fill this emergent void. Here it will dwell until it is torn from my conscience by the tragic gift of oblivion. I will be someone else’s dream and be happier than you could ever conceive. Thank you for my freedom. 040208 what's it to you? who go blather from