X-ray Mind Lyrics - Above - Mad Season

Do the laughs die when 

One such as I run 

And allow myself 

Time for own true needs 

When convincing me 

That you're on my team 

May not lie to me 

But not mentioning 

So sit back and have 

An hysterical 

Laugh at tiny holes 

Buy and trade men's souls 

X-ray mind reads plenty 

Worth no more than pennies 

You, they, it or what 

Have been fair, I thought 

May you never free 

You from you or me 

See the more I think 

I'm afraid to blink 

I don't move an inch 

Slowly draining me 

Hire a spy and bug me 

Pimp your friends for money 

Rich and growing sicker 

Sell the dead ones quicker