Your words, your actions are filled with hate
The moves you play, so suspicous
I represent the past to you, time to conspicuate
You ought to think about the concequences
You think out loud, your thinking's senseless
The floor's been moving underneath your feet
Not a cat reacts so fast
Tell me of your destructive power
It never seemed to seice.
What's in your mind is mindlessness
A typhoon of bitterness
And what's to come of all your selfishness?
Controlling others could be classed a sin
Tell me of your destructive power
It never seemed to seice.
What's in your mind is mindlessness
A typhoon of bitterness
And what's to come of all your selfishness?
Controlling others could be classed a sin