Thoughtcrimes Lyrics

the sun still shines, I see from the shadows in my

armored cell...

those who make decisions must not know this hell...

an instrument of purposes outside myself...

these are thoughtcrimes

dont disagree with he who holds the weapons to your face

and shouts

about your freedom...

they own you

green paper chains control you.



lie down and take it

lie down and take it



the party's right.. please just let me out i do not care

to fight

i'm rehabilitated and i see the light

believe me, you've changed me... enslave me



pleasure is our enemy

pleasure is our enemy

pleasure in our enemy

...i love this fucking slavery