Everyone's a genius
When no one else is talking
Thoughts electrifying
Like fingers in a socket
And then your mouth starts moving
And everyone sound stupid
Cause all your thoughts are lonely as
The mouth that let's them loose is
I wonder when you're only a thought away from dying
Is there an urge to share it or just take it to the grave
Cause I think that thoughts are only as good as they can be shared
It's not what your thinking but who you're thinking with
If your only speak in answers and quote regurgitations
Your actively ignoring the thoughts of who you're facing
Or maybe thoughts aren't verbal and to exist they need a casing
But even the most descriptive words are just approximations
I wonder how much faith you can really put in words
If they never can express the way they exist inside your head
Or maybe thoughts are only a way to process living
And words are just the byproducts that need to be expelled
Words are just like symbols the fun is in the speaking
Words hold on to meaning like a cup that always leaking
Understanding only exist within a context
Maybe conversations are just reflections of responses
But words can hit your heart like a bullet ripping through it
Words can hold your thoughts like a prisoner of war
Words can live forever in your head and never leave you
People come and go but words just stick around
