Mental blindfolds on Early on the fascination intense How to discern just where right belongs
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to see
There is no need for you to start revolutions I don't want you to talk to the minions Just show me a brand new face An open mind against a dying race
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to hear
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to feel
Cannot fail in this era of losers Burnt the shell of those that once held the torches Cannot give you the senses anew Nor will you know innocence again
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to know
In time all your questions will be answered Not what you hoped for, not what you dreamed All preconceptions crumble
Format C - for cortex
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to learn
Won't hold up to the standards you keep Never came from the formatives years Just show me a brand new mind Keep in what you left behind
Something has got to give These things i just don't want you to be