I made a deal with the Holy Ghost
I made a plan to preserve the peace
Before I started I lost my guts
All traces of the past were destroyed
Always thought I could write it down
Where to go when you read my mind
Make an enemy like a friend that never existed
I let you get to me
I let you get to me
I lack the ability
To stay collected, keep my head
I thought I knew everything
I thought I knew what it meant to me
Turns out I don't know anything
Just know enough to keep my head
And just play dead
Is the criminal in your thoughts
Like the poppy that bless the fields
And the price that is on my head
Inflates the cost of the Smut Magazine
Just take a look at what we believe
Selling freedom, dressed slavery
You have us screaming that war is peace
And strength is ignorance
I let you get to me
I let you get to me
I lack the ability
To stay collected, keep my head
I thought I knew everything
I thought I knew what it meant to me
Turns out I don't know anything
Just know enough to keep my head
And just play dead
Just play dead
(I let you get to me)
(I let you get to me)
(I lack the ability)
(To stay collected, keep my head)
I let you get to me
I let you get to me
I lack the ability
To stay collected, keep my head
I thought I knew everything
I thought I knew what it meant to me
Turns out I don't know anything
Just know enough to keep my head
And just play dead