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)