歌词:
(Can we make progress?
Have we learned our lesson?
How can we take the test
without the questions?
The mind will play Pontius,
the soul's the defendant.
The heart is the consciense.
You're the next contestant.)
Somehow the greatest point
Somehow my made up mind
acts without thinking right.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Now I can't understand
what keeps me going.
There is no master plan.
Nothing to go on, to grow on,
believe in.
Everything leaves me cold.
Too many promises.
Not enough evidence of my soul.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on, to grow on.
Not enough evidence
[somehow know where do I begin]
of my soul.
Now I can't understand
what keeps me going.
There is no master plan.
Nothing to go on, to grow on,
believe in.
Everything leaves me cold.
Too many promises.
Not enough evidence of my soul, now.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on, to grow on.
Not enough evidence of my soul.
Somehow know where do I begin.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on, to grow on.
Not enough evidence of my soul.
Somehow know where do I begin.
(It's time to take a stand
and defend your innocence.
You can slip through the system
exploiting it's arrogance.
Time to take a stand
and defend your innocence.
You can slip through the system
exploiting it's arrogance.)
Not enough evidence of my soul.
Not enough evidence.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Of my soul.
Somehow know where do I begin.
(Interrogate the truth
until you hear what you like)
Nothing to go on, to grow on.
Not enough evidence of my soul.
Of my soul.
Of my soul...
