Coinage of my brain

A bodiless creation ecstacy

Madness counterpart visioning things

I want to believe



Idealistic cure

Uneccessary to disclosure

A wishing world making me

Mad because of what I want

To see in reality



Time after time I keep

Questioning myself but

I can't understand why

These truths, these lies

These answers I can't find in me



A constant fantasy

This world in which I live in ecstacy

An expression to neglection

My oppression cause of a dream

That's purely meant to be



Thinking being

Retraction of this thought

Is so much pain

I can't understand why

Mind and body lie to me

Why reality, I can't be sane

Just supervene and

Make this thought come true



[lead: Jason]



Naive understanding

Precaution pessimistic with fear

A weakness creating

A fault in your mind

That is so clear



Morality preserved

A creative confidence you

Believe your own words

Resulting in assumptions from

Your thoughts creating a madness in me



Time after time I keep

Questioning myself

But I cant understand

Why...do these truths, these lies

These answers keep fuckin' with me



[lead: Jason]



[chorus]



[lead: Paul]



Using this part of my mind

Helps me bring into being

A thought that's meant to be

It's something I feel

Deep inside an inexorable

Fate of what's supposed to be

Meant to be



I let my mind take it's

Stroll through imagination

I think to myself how can I

Relate to this world

That can't begin to understand

Of how my mind is in demand

This world it creates is so

Truthfully