SOULBRAIN

You join all the dots, twist logic into knots to see through the grand illusion. But you take what fits, the rest you dismiss, for your preferred conclusion. You're central to your little universe; you're the star of a show in which you're fully immersed. You won't compromise your leisure time for anybody else, cause if you're not glad then that could be bad for your spiritual health. You're a rebel who's laws are Love and Truth, but the only thing you truly love is you. Anything can be anything, so why talk about anything? You see through the bullshit, everything is ultimately black and white. If it's not a perfect system, then everything's completely fucked, right? Well that sure makes it easy to do whatever the hell you want to do. The laws above us should be held to account, well that's true. But you disregard the rules purely based on your convenience. What can you tell a fool who thinks that he's a genius? Now I have seen what's going on in your mind; a lobotomy would be a waste of time. Shit for brains, you've got shit for brains; you did it but you're not to blame. Avoid thinking if it causes pain; rationalise anything for your gain. Oh yes you will; I've seen it. Your logic's under mighty strain, your reasoning is just inane, so I will put it real plain: baby, you've got shit for fuckin' brains. Oh no, not you! Yes, I'm talking about you. You've got shit in your mind and shit in your soul. Is that a third eye, or a second arsehole?