Bourbon Tabernacle Choir - My New Thing lyrics

Like to do things just because you can Do not feel, hate, crush Or destroy without intent Do not hurt because it is available Yeah, yeah, yeah Do not sour our mind Because a pattern is simple to you A simple not... is a not A weakened soul challenged to pituity As a matter of exercise Is stronger left unsaid It is better left to function in it's weakness Purpose Purpose still Purpose still reigns Nothing Reigns supreme