Brains-Atheist

Artist：atheist Songs Title：brains 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 stream of conscious waves A prostitute of ideas A maze of tracing knowledge First and foremost feed your head ! Retrieve all that flows with memory Obtain all you know with sensories Approaching every act with contemplation Attacking every-vision with indecision Conditioning is a routine of minds Recruiting all the intellect it finds Insecurity is merely your fear Of maybe the outside hearing what you hear Can't let 'em see Don't let 'em hear Projecting like an airplane in flight I dream of things That just aren't quite right A projecter shines on the back of my eyes So my position of perception can rise Insecurity is merely your fear Of maybe the outside Hearing what you hear Don't let 'em see Can't let 'em hear