Everything around me stable
Everything is in its place
All in my control and done at my own pace
Every door and window locked tight
House alarm synced to my phone
Weapon's loaded in case
They come while I am home
Navigation set to bypass
The neighborhood just to the east
Color's changed
I'm sure that crime has now increased
News and politicians tell me
The threat is growing all the time
Of plots to steal my freedom (And)
Take what's rightly mine
It's tiring chasing down this endless
Insistence on security
Thank god this chair fits where
My spine once used to be
Pulse is racing, trouble breathing
Body's screaming fight or flee
Strange, the stranger always becomes the enemy
Frightened. Yellow. Prejudiced
Humanity profaned
Gutless. Coward. Intransigent
Barricade in shame
Desperate for deliverance
Comfort sought birth to grave
Yet this antithesis of peacefulness
Drives it ever more away
Safety is superstition
All plans to keep from danger
Are, in the end, no safer
Than outright exposure
Than complete disclosure
Our acts of independence
Are many tiny hinges
On a heavy entrance
To a life that's aimless
Open your hand
See your own face
In every man
In every race
Their blood is my blood
Their pain is my pain
Made from the same dust
We are the same
Only us
Only us
Only us
Only us
In each circumstance, stand
Dread naught
In the presence of all man
Dread naught
Giving everything you can
Dread naught
All else is sinking sand
Our children cannot hold our weight
Prone to make the same mistakes
Absent of divinity
Still at work, the law of entropy
Jon Simpson - Mind-Killer Lyrics
Jon Simpson - Mind-Killer Lyrics
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Everything around me stable
Everything is in its place
All in my control and done at my own pace
Every door and window locked tight
House alarm synced to my phone
Weapon's loaded in case
They come while I am home
Navigation set to bypass
The neighborhood just to the east
Color's changed
I'm sure that crime has now increased
News and politicians tell me
The threat is growing all the time
Of plots to steal my freedom (And)
Take what's rightly mine
It's tiring chasing down this endless
Insistence on security
Thank god this chair fits where
My spine once used to be
Pulse is racing, trouble breathing
Body's screaming fight or flee
Strange, the stranger always becomes the enemy
Frightened. Yellow. Prejudiced
Humanity profaned
Gutless. Coward. Intransigent
Barricade in shame
Desperate for deliverance
Comfort sought birth to grave
Yet this antithesis of peacefulness
Drives it ever more away
Safety is superstition
All plans to keep from danger
Are, in the end, no safer
Than outright exposure
Than complete disclosure
Our acts of independence
Are many tiny hinges
On a heavy entrance
To a life that's aimless
Open your hand
See your own face
In every man
In every race
Their blood is my blood
Their pain is my pain
Made from the same dust
We are the same
Only us
Only us
Only us
Only us
In each circumstance, stand
Dread naught
In the presence of all man
Dread naught
Giving everything you can
Dread naught
All else is sinking sand
Our children cannot hold our weight
Prone to make the same mistakes
Absent of divinity
Still at work, the law of entropy
Everything is in its place
All in my control and done at my own pace
Every door and window locked tight
House alarm synced to my phone
Weapon's loaded in case
They come while I am home
Navigation set to bypass
The neighborhood just to the east
Color's changed
I'm sure that crime has now increased
News and politicians tell me
The threat is growing all the time
Of plots to steal my freedom (And)
Take what's rightly mine
It's tiring chasing down this endless
Insistence on security
Thank god this chair fits where
My spine once used to be
Pulse is racing, trouble breathing
Body's screaming fight or flee
Strange, the stranger always becomes the enemy
Frightened. Yellow. Prejudiced
Humanity profaned
Gutless. Coward. Intransigent
Barricade in shame
Desperate for deliverance
Comfort sought birth to grave
Yet this antithesis of peacefulness
Drives it ever more away
Safety is superstition
All plans to keep from danger
Are, in the end, no safer
Than outright exposure
Than complete disclosure
Our acts of independence
Are many tiny hinges
On a heavy entrance
To a life that's aimless
Open your hand
See your own face
In every man
In every race
Their blood is my blood
Their pain is my pain
Made from the same dust
We are the same
Only us
Only us
Only us
Only us
In each circumstance, stand
Dread naught
In the presence of all man
Dread naught
Giving everything you can
Dread naught
All else is sinking sand
Our children cannot hold our weight
Prone to make the same mistakes
Absent of divinity
Still at work, the law of entropy
Writer: Jon Simpson
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