מילים לשיר Brains – Atheist

Talking to yourself
You say things
No one ever hears
Knowing yourself better
Than anyone ever could
Bet you never thought you would
Honesty prevails in thought
You just can't lie to yourself
A patch of lucrid decisions
A thought of fame and wealth A caravan or process if you will
A prostitute of ideas
First and foremost feed your head!
A stream of conscious waves
Retrieve all that flows with memory
A maze of tracing knowledge Approaching every vision with indecision
Obtain all you know with sensories
Recruiting all the intellect if finds
Insecurity is merely your fear
Conditioning is a routine of minds
Can't let 'em see,
Don't let 'em hear
Of maybe the outside hearing what you hear
Projecting like an airplane in flight
I dream of things That just aren't quite right
So my position of perception can rise
A projecter shines on the back of my eyes Of maybe the outside
Insecurity is merely your fear
Hearing what you hear
Can't let 'em hearDon't let 'em see,.