They Wonder Why I'm Insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

Independent alchemist, optical despair

The fountain is spilling the blood of infants and it's not fair

Personal gain in flames, priority define footsteps

World lost with purpose, engulfed in aimless progress

We've touched stars, but can't touch a child's hand

Can't wait to reach Mars, but can't define where we stand

Each mask we build shields us from the truth

If elders can't face themselves, how can we ask the youth

With no absolutes we conform to the herd

Anointed with our own chaos, so the outcome is deserved

And they wonder why I'm insane

We've equipped the enemy with the necessary tools

With pickaxe in hand they stand as teachers in our schools

Who designed this mindless assembly line living

To focus on what's received to polish what we're given

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

Watch where you're going, be sure to leave breadcrumbs

You don't want to get out here and forget where you come from

The forest is dark, warlocks are in power

They'll destroy your country for touching one of their towers

Scapegoats and patsies crucify defeat mobs

Economical anarchists who crucify jobs

Delusions of grandeur, overshadowed intangible

Illusions of standards where artists are labeled vandals

I lit a candle to symbolize the yearn for logic

The remedy for lost identity is to remove the boxes

And they wonder why I'm insane

They give us poison caplets to swallow by the fistful

We struggle for their progress while fed guided missiles

It's OK to ask questions just pay your taxes

And they'll tell you half truths to keep you spinning on their axises

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

And they wonder why I'm insane

Blinded footsteps, destination unknown

Alter speech to relate to masses so we don't stand alone

Hiding behind false idols worshiping normalcy

Pacifist outnumber activist with the result of dormancy

No foundation built beyond quicksand and mud

So we sink to an abyss of hopelessness and never rise above

If love grew on trees I'd travel the globe planting

So when the branches mature we'd offer smiles without asking

Laughing hard ache, hilarious despair

Frowns are keepsakes, in this desensitized world that doesn't care

We give it all to our country and keep nothing for ourselves

They breath death to our villages and give life to someone else

No passion for our own before our neighbors were driven

And this is the world that I have to raise kids in?

I don't know where I'm going but I'm taking this train

And maybe one day I'll tell you why I'm insane

And they wonder why...