
Thought Criminal Zheani
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[Intro]
I am a thought criminal
And the crimes they cannot be defined
Never say any words on my mind
They'd hang me and take away all of my light
I am a thought criminal
Wouldn't dare say the things that I think
My opinions hide from their critique
These words would be my death if I was to speak
[Chorus]
Please, please
Rid me immediately
Of the thoughts that interfere or disagree
(I am a thought criminal)
Please, please
Rid me immediately
Of the thoughts that interfere or disagree
(I am a thought criminal)
[Verse 1]
Circle the drain
It's like the whole world gone insane
I think there's something in the rain
Poisoning the brain
Draw figure eight
With a sword that is made up of flames
Be sure to burn out the decay
And gone are the chains
Drop a red pill
Let's see what breaks down and remains
As sure as the blood in your veins
The circle maintains
Draw figure eight
Can't fight the fate
You're full of hate
You desecrate
We don't relate
Won't take the bait
Degenerate
Seven days without using your will
The burden will eat you until
You learn to sit still
I am a thought criminal
And the crimes they cannot be defined
Never say any words on my mind
They'd hang me and take away all of my light
I am a thought criminal
Wouldn't dare say the things that I think
My opinions hide from their critique
These words would be my death if I was to speak
[Chorus]
Please, please
Rid me immediately
Of the thoughts that interfere or disagree
(I am a thought criminal)
Please, please
Rid me immediately
Of the thoughts that interfere or disagree
(I am a thought criminal)
[Verse 1]
Circle the drain
It's like the whole world gone insane
I think there's something in the rain
Poisoning the brain
Draw figure eight
With a sword that is made up of flames
Be sure to burn out the decay
And gone are the chains
Drop a red pill
Let's see what breaks down and remains
As sure as the blood in your veins
The circle maintains
Draw figure eight
Can't fight the fate
You're full of hate
You desecrate
We don't relate
Won't take the bait
Degenerate
Seven days without using your will
The burden will eat you until
You learn to sit still
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