Neurosis Pain Of Mind
Your mind is restricted From years of obedience Thoughts are never your own Yourmind is a trap loaded with Crap Ch. Who decided your life? Not you Never had it in you to look inside And be you Living life in a safety belt Nothing inside anymore Never crossed the line Just content to whine Always pay the fine Mind by their design It's time to purge your brain No question at all They've constructed the wall But you had the bricks (Ever increasing pressure fix) (Pain of mind, sickness of heart) Pain of mind, sickness of heart.
