they might have you believe
that the earth revolves around the certainties we weave
but i’ve seen what they’ve seen
it’s been rusted by the tools of sanity it seems
they might come up from nothing
they might flounder and feed
take a mind full of suffering
justify what it needs
i swear there’s nothing really special ’bout you
i swear you’re going nowhere
it’s not the same as blaming paradoxes
round of ’bouts with paranoia
always being overcautious (x2)
they might have you pretend
and envision prophecies that lead us to our ends
but there’s more to these beings
then the troubles, pain and sadness hidden in their seams
they might come up from nothing
they might flounder and feed
take a mind full of suffering
justify what it needs
i swear there’s nothing really special ’bout you
i swear you’re going nowhere
it’s not the same as blaming paradoxes
round of ’bouts with paranoia
always being overcautious (x2)