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The truth is your thought and not what you said Cause language is prison for whats in your head The thought is a mountain of matter The word is a shred of whats in your head I said The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled Language is prison for whats in your head The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead The symbols are simple Hear me hear me hear me clearly Disappear you cheery weird things Silly god-fearing eery dreary golemns Bout to strip the gears from your steering column Periodically empty feedbags Feather dust the brain must defrag Kill the cheap ass hiss on your tape recorders Can't fight transitions with tanks and mortars Or troop formations with ranks and orders No borders landlocked peninsula This is not for your grandfathers band of brothers New land discovered, maps not the territrory Cause everything said is a fairy tale A story told from someone’s glory hole Boring old facts with injected flavor All the good metdata’s reflected later The truth is your thought and not what you said Cause language is prison for whats in your head The thought is a mountain of matter The word is a shred of whats in your head I said The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled Language is prison for whats in your head The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead The symbols are simple Cyrano de bergerac to observe the facts Cause our everyday words are flat As the earth in a dark aged almanac Dissolve the facts in passion Exaggerated actions Massive men and yellow-eyed dragons No bad skin and idiosyncrasies I hear the sound is the video synced? Repeat the phrase again it should be the same right The night’s allure obscured by the daylight Aim right into the dark for missed marks It starts as a word and turns into a spark that’s absurd It merges with all of the urges within That lurk in your skin Reversing the purpose again And then its a circus experience worthless Until its a verse that a serious serpent can spin When you’re all alone you are an animal The words i’m saying now mean nothing more than Meow to an animal When you’re all alone you are the cat you are the phone You are an animal The words im saying now mean nothing more than Meow to an animal We live in a thousand dimensions How is it condensed in the tension of time How do the characters written on a line Help you get an image of the vision in my mind How is it combined Designed Alligned When it is confined Like a human limited divine We can only see three sides The reverse side bottom and the top side hide Just out of view Beyond our six senses but true The devil’s in the details God’s in the clue Amused Removed We choose To focus on hues that are broken and bruised Cause we are open to choose An alternate frequency The truth is your thought and not what you said Cause language is prison for whats in your head The thought is a mountain of matter The word is a shred of whats in your head I said The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled Language is prison for whats in your head The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead The symbols are simple When you’re all alone you are the cat you are the phone You are an animal The words im saying now mean nothing more than Meow to an animal