Unorthodox

When

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

That slaughter house, it sings

Them sheep they answer the call

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

What if your chosen beliefs

Aren’t absolute after all?

We not enough for you?

We not enough for you?

Spit shined like cobalt blue

Another name lost in the crowd

When

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

That slaughter house, it sings

Them sheep they answer the call

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

What if your chosen beliefs

Aren’t absolute after all?

Force fed this lifeless formula

I'll bear this torment one more time

Spine shift, can’t feel my vertebra

Let go of all that’s in my mind

Now I’m boarding the windows of this perception

No light to look at my own reflection

Fortune will lie where they see none

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

That slaughter house, it sings

Them sheep they answer the call

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

What if your chosen beliefs

Aren’t absolute after all?

Denial of my own death

Descending into the depths

Counting what’s left as the

Chains of conformity rust in the shore of me

Denial of my own death

Descending into the depths

I’m counting what’s left as the

Chains of conformity rust in the shore of me

Chains of conformity rust in the shore

I try to straighten my spine

(I try to straighten my spine)

I’m tripping over my mind

(I’m tripping over my mind)

Might be a bit unorthodox

Want different, but condemn the shock

Complacent tripping over knots

Standing out can be a paradox

Cut me down like a dealer’s dice

Programmed like the preacher’s price

Validation deceiver vice

Shivering bear skin on ice

Pour the sands

(Too much damage has been done)

As the storms swallows the herd

What is normal seems absurd

(No, you’re not the only one)

As the storms swallows the herd

What is normal seems absurd

Normal seems absurd

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

That slaughter house, it sings

Them sheep they answer the call

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

That slaughter house, it sings

Them sheep they answer the call

Everyone thinks the same

Nobody thinks at all

What if your chosen beliefs

Aren’t absolute after all?

We not enough for you?

We not enough?

We not enough for you?