Unquestioned answers
by Thrice
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Your traps are all baited
Your scales are all weighted
But not resisting you would surely drive me insane
So I´m caught and convicted,
My rights are restricted
The imbecile dynasty continues to reign
Your apathy of thought
Has lead you to believe
That things are what they´re not
My friend you´ve been decieved
The easiest route rarely leads to the truth
I see the self approval glaze your eyes
You know you´re right
No need to worry why
A thousand stones remain unturned
In the wake of your unquestioned answers
And truth covered lies
Traditions some bear
Idly without out a care
But are determined that they stand unchanged
And those who choose to rebel
Just to raise up some hell
Tell me what are you hoping to gain
I cant reason with you
I speak words you can´t hear
Social conditioning left you with deafened ears
So I take your face in hand
See that look in your eyes
That rigormortis stare,
That look that i despise
And so I turn from you
I walk these streets alone
Alone I search for truth
Ideal that you´ve disowned
And wait with fingers crossed
And pray you´ll someday find
A way to see things though your own eyes
Your scales are all weighted
But not resisting you would surely drive me insane
So I´m caught and convicted,
My rights are restricted
The imbecile dynasty continues to reign
Your apathy of thought
Has lead you to believe
That things are what they´re not
My friend you´ve been decieved
The easiest route rarely leads to the truth
I see the self approval glaze your eyes
You know you´re right
No need to worry why
A thousand stones remain unturned
In the wake of your unquestioned answers
And truth covered lies
Traditions some bear
Idly without out a care
But are determined that they stand unchanged
And those who choose to rebel
Just to raise up some hell
Tell me what are you hoping to gain
I cant reason with you
I speak words you can´t hear
Social conditioning left you with deafened ears
So I take your face in hand
See that look in your eyes
That rigormortis stare,
That look that i despise
And so I turn from you
I walk these streets alone
Alone I search for truth
Ideal that you´ve disowned
And wait with fingers crossed
And pray you´ll someday find
A way to see things though your own eyes