Lord knows I've never lost a fight.
'Cuz in my mind I'm always right.
I shake my head not to hear you.
I'm running in circles of my truth
and I buy answers once a week.
We nod our heads, like drones we speak.
And there's no way millions could be wrong.
So I know exactly where I belong.
(chorus)
Now with closed eyes I walk.
Now with closed ears I talk.
Let me make your mind clean.
See how much nothing means to me.
It's a good thing some of us are blessed
to criticize your emptiness.
My fanatical eyes (fanatical eyes)
Speak more about me that my lies.
(chorus)
Means to me... (í—5)
I would die for my beliefs!
Means to me... (í—3)
I would die for my beliefs!
Means to me.
It's a good thing some of us are blessed
to criticize your emptiness.