VERSE 1:
Mon amour,
They found me today;
Forced me down onto the ground in their shackles,
As I watched them destroy all I've made,
And I can't speak,
Cause I'm afraid it might cost me my tongue,
And I'm sure that my words won't be heard by the jury,
When they show them the things that I've done,
CHORUS:
And if you'd hold on for a moment and save yourself,
Maybe you'd see,
A kangaroo court's in the rafters,
Don't bother asking; their minds have already withdrawn,
And if they send me down to die here with no one else,
Don't cry for me.
To those who would follow in after:
Don't bother trying,
You'll find that I'm already gone.
VERSE 2:
I'm spitting down spirals of fire,
From synaptic tapestries sewn to the back of my mind,
And if I find sweet relief,
It won't be for certain; a feverish dream of the blind,
And as the walls close in,
A white coated woman would say that it's all in my head,
But if I cannot trust the signals I receive I'm good as dead.
(CHORUS)
(GUITAR SOLOS)
FINAL CHORUS:
And if you'd stop for a moment and save yourself,
Maybe you'd see,
The kangaroo court's in the rafters,
Don't bother asking; their minds have already withdrawn,
And if they send me down to die here with no one else,
Don't cry for me.
To those who would follow in after:
Don't bother trying,
You'll find that I'm already gone.
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