Текст: Thrice. Identity Crisis. Unquestioned Answers.

Your traps are all baited, your scales are all weighted
Not resisting you it surely drive me insane
So I'm caught and convicted my rights are restricted
The imbecile dynasty continues to reign

Your apathy of thought has lead you to believe
That things you want they're not
My friend, you've been deceived
Easiest route rarely leads to the truth

I see the self approval glaze your eyes
You know you're right no need to worry why
Thousand stones remain unturned
In the wake of your unquestioned answers
And truth covered lies

Traditions some bear idly without out a care
But determined that they stand unchanged
And those who choose to rebel just to raise up some hell
Tell me what were you hoping to gain

Your apathy of thought has lead you to believe
That things what they're not
My friend you've been deceived
Easiest route rarely leads to the truth

Well, I see the self approval glaze your eyes
You know you're right, no need to worry why
Thousand stones remain unturned
In the wake of your unquestioned answers
And truth covered lies

I can't reason with you, I speak words you can't hear
Social conditioning has left you with deafened ears
So I take your face in hand, see that look in your eyes
That rigormortis stare, that look that I despise
And so I turn from you

I walk these streets alone, alone I search for truth
Ideal that you've disowned and wait with fingers crossed
And pray you'll someday find
A way to see things through your own eyes