Nothing is to be feared only to be understood Intoxicated often does what The sober would, if he thought he could If he had the power, he'd abuse it and that seems clear to me What is dear to me, is also fear to me Because pain is the price of what I hold near to me To which I'm attached and I can't light the match If I did I'd see everything I think I lack, is right Here already, I'm a part of it, not the end and nor am I the start of it But apart nonetheless, scared of what is under flesh And everything I can't posses so instead I disconnect And to numb the stress, take a blunder guess Rather than know, I don't know and just accept I view it as a test and I must pa**, it's only real if Its something that I must grasp Nothing else counts a bit if I can't count It quick, so lets count figures Let us count figures. Figures in the bank Figures mowed down by tanks, the steel boot of the figure stamps on the Ants, but they want more than figures We ain't figured that we need them And we're projecting the reflection of how were really feeling When we kick them k** them, leave them there dying bleeding And say they did it first, we are just getting even And repeated until it's something that we can believe in The truth is that inside we are screaming And we hate ourselves that's why we act this way When we strike out we should punch ourselves in the face That is what we are really doing, got no clue what we're pursing The mirror or the million, what are we really viewing? We can take a microscope and an*lyze atoms or telescopes to the sky The same thing happens, it's the same picture, they both go on forever So when we place limits on things, is that clever? In fact I define myself by my limitations, my station or my status Or my silly faith in papers. The type that I read or the type that say I've Read, the type for which they bleed or the type that say you bled and now The ego's fed but never had its fill, so until we shed, let's accept the deal We will steal and will k** just for the thrill, that's my dose of truth Give me the blue pill And let me swallow, wallow now in my sorrow Don't want to find my own Truth it's easier to borrow