Lyric State of Mind
I don t trust the government, I don t trust alternatives.
It s not that I m paranoid, it s just thats the way it is.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Every day I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone,
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
We the people are gettin tired of your lies.
We the people now believe that it s time.
We re demanding our rights to the answers.
We ll elect a president to a state of mind.
I trust in conspiracies, in the power of the military.
In this wilderness of mirrors here, not even my speech is free.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Everyday I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone.
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
We the people want it straight for a change.
Cause we the people are gettin of your games.
If you insult us with cheap propaganda,
We ll elect a president to a state of mind.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Every day I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone,
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
When we the people have our backs to the wall,
do we the people then assume control?
When it s too late to stop our own execution,
when we re faced with the final solution,
You can t elect a dream revolution
when you ve a bullet in the back of your mind.
It s just a state of mind.
It s not that I m paranoid, it s just thats the way it is.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Every day I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone,
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
We the people are gettin tired of your lies.
We the people now believe that it s time.
We re demanding our rights to the answers.
We ll elect a president to a state of mind.
I trust in conspiracies, in the power of the military.
In this wilderness of mirrors here, not even my speech is free.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Everyday I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone.
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
We the people want it straight for a change.
Cause we the people are gettin of your games.
If you insult us with cheap propaganda,
We ll elect a president to a state of mind.
Every day I hear a little scream inside.
Every day I find it s gettin louder.
I just want to reach out and touch someone,
Cause I find I need a friend in this dark hour.
When we the people have our backs to the wall,
do we the people then assume control?
When it s too late to stop our own execution,
when we re faced with the final solution,
You can t elect a dream revolution
when you ve a bullet in the back of your mind.
It s just a state of mind.