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The Agonist

Chlorpromazine

 

Chlorpromazine

(album: Lullabies For The Dormant Mind - 2009)


I awoke to a complex chemistry
So, I went to a neurosurgeon inquisitively
To see what she could see
But she only knows what she's taught
So I turned to a tree to see what he thought

And he asked: when does three equal one plus one
The answer is birth, life's creation
Then suddenly flames rushed past
Green turned to black, and life turned to ash

Because I believe in everything
I'm convinced of nothing
United we ran, divided we crawl
It just takes a common enemy
To make a friend
Marry hope and fear, invent a color

And so, it's gone as quickly as it came
Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames
And, thus, was born a cloud above
But all else was gone, and one plus one equals one

Because I believe in everything
I'm convinced of nothing
United we ran, divided we crawl
It just takes a common enemy
To make a friend
In harmony with gravity
Always bring everything down

Tear out your mother-tongue
Chlorpromazine incursion
(the rights of the voiceless will be revealed)

Flesh is food and bone is stone
A grey matter case for inner demons microphones
Fields of shells that lurk in murky waters
A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber
Logic's tough but brains are sweet
We've served ours up for the demons to feed
Project loathsome apathy redefines reality
Paranoid self-victimization
In a cage of skin rage
And intimidating lack of control
Bring a once bright life to stone and ice

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