Thinker

We forced you to learn and take your turn
Now your age is your ultimate nothing
Keep your hang-ups close, it's what you need the most
Our sympathy is all you have now

The twisted pleasure we get when we slap your face
Is better than a drug, sucker

Oh, Thinker

We raised you to see, blame them not me
Wash your hands after you rape the feast
Face the world with your chin held high
Get out of the way, don't ask why

The throbbing pleasure we get when we fake you out
Is better than money

Oh, Thinker

Live, breathe, ask, why, now, stop, laugh, cry

Oh, Thinker