Crazy
Habitual images...
And the lonely player
Writes his aching heart...
Walking along shattered dreams,
They are heading nowhere...
Time And Matter are all so important,
Imagination doesn't have a purpose...
I pledge to love this world
In honesty and allegiance...
Kill the speed,
You do not need...
His name is Satan
feeding of goodhearted souls...
If only I was able to smell
the lies that people tell...
Perfectly rigid you stand there staring.
That same sweet smile upon your face...
Here child, fit into this mold
The one that's been made for you...
Tis a water of mud fellow Americans drink
Hazy, unclear to what truth lies beneath...
Our world is moving backward,
fighting wars from in the past...