Fragile Minds - Silent Theory

Cut me open and you’ll find

A brain, heart, liver, lungs

And a knife in the spine

It’s chilling to know that the last place you go might be where the fat lady

sings

Does it hurt?

I don’t know, and where do we go?

We don’t tease fragile minds with such things

So sell me down the river

First help me sell my soul

It’s something I know I can deliver

I think we’ve finally broke the mould

It’s getting harder to know if I’m sane

My issues are leaking outside of my veins

Somebody save me or end me, I haven’t yet made up my mind

If it leads to paranoia, boy, you might want to hit the floor

Before exposure leads to a metamorphosis we can’t ignore

Lost in the whisper and hung on a prayer

If you don’t know where you’re going, any road will take you there

So sell me down the river

First help me sell my soul

It’s something I know I can deliver

I think we’ve finally broke the mould

Will I

Be an end

To someone’s destiny

Who’s to know?

And will I

Give right in

To my aggression

Who’s to know?

Will I

Fall apart

All alone

Who’s to know?

Or will I

Shine right through

And lay this hate to rest

With all of you?

So sell me down the river (down the river)

First help me sell my soul

It’s something I know I can deliver

I think we’ve finally broke the mould