Текст песни Cursive: The Thought Police

The Thought Police


Here we are again
You know that it's this time
The roller coaster ride
You're always on my mind
In your mind, you know that's not the truth

You're sitting on my couch
You open up your mouth
Word come spilling out,
But I just beat them down
You go now
We'll talk again next week

You grovel on the ground
And say you hate the sound
Of your voice as it moves
Casting shadows in the room
This hateful seed planted in your wom

And if there was a way
To transfer for a day,
Your blackened heart and mind,
And switch its place with mine,
You'd see things aren't half as bad
As they may seem

But here you are now,
Standing on my door step,
Waiting in the cold,
Begging that you need someone to hold
You know I cannot do that
What we need it time to make this right
Up in my textbook mind

You're tired of making sense
Your mind is far too dense
To practice what you preach
Don't always try to teach
These people
How to hate themselves

Who am I trying to fool?
This idealistic duel
My cracked, fragmented mind
Why do I think you're blind?
You don't know
It's me inside who feels so hollow







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