You're obsessed and distressed 'Cause you can't make any sense of the ludicrous nonsense And incipient senescence that will deem your common sense useless This ain't no recess! I want to believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bear the truth And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes (And I'm no fool!) I'm materialist a full-blown realist (Physical theorist) And I guess I'm full of doubt so I'm prone to hear you out and refuse I'm materialist there ain't no fear in this it's for all to see So don't talk of hidden mysteries with me Mind over matter, it really don't matter If the street's idle chatter turns your heart strings to tatters Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend A life that is shattered into shards, was it in the cards? The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak I must confess, at times I indulge it on the sneak But generally my outlook's not so bleak (And I'm not meek!) I'm materialist a full-blown realist (Physical theorist) And I guess I'm full of doubt, but I'll gladly have it out with you I'm materialist I ain't no deist it's there for all to see So don't of hidden mysteries with me Like Rome under Nero, our future's one big zero Recycling the past to meet the immediate needs And through it all we ramble forth with persevere and climb Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds I'm materialist I'm materialist I'm materialist I'm materialist © EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; SICK MUSE SONGS; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com