Machiavellianites

Hey, something troubled the skin

Pullin' us down, dominating us

Pain, an incomparable friend

Falling slave to the tune of these machiavellianites

I don't know what to be thinkin'

Trustin' the eyes of Delilah

I don't know what we were thinkin'

Oh, okay, take a second to breathe

There it is, cloudin' my mind in bliss

With feeling, I once wore lust at the new souls I can't dismiss

There it is, proud as a rose in bloom

Rains like a cancer, holding the answer we still pursue

I don't know what to be thinkin'

Trustin' the eyes of Delilah

I don't know what we were thinkin'

Okay, take a second to breathe

Tell me what you want, I'm finding every word, a dagger more

Cut upon the nerves you batter, pale this sense of stellar war

Tell me what you want, I'm shakin', torn by every turn in you

Try and find the lines to calm this heavy slip of steady view

What are we thinkin'?

What to believe in?

What are we thinkin'?

Okay, take a second to dream