Introspection - MGMT
Glowing in the shadows
Twisted in confusion
Grazing in the meadows
Voices in profusion
Colors thoughts emotions
Are trapped within the heart
Feeling no emotions
End without a start
Introspection what am I really like inside
Introspection why have all the prophets lied
There's a season when I will find out where I am
And there's a reason and I will someday find the plan
Striving for perfection
And hiding when it comes
Seeing its reflection
And the fire it becomes
Turning of the seasons
And turning outside in
Burning with the reasons
Burning for revenge
Introspection
What am I really like inside
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied
There's a season
When I will find out who I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan
Trampled by the onslaught
Speeding feet of time
And dying by the unthought
All voices out of rhyme
Introspection
What am I really like inside
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied
There's a season
When I will find out why I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan
Introspection
What am I really like inside
Introspection
Why have all the prophets lied
There's a season
When I will find out why I am
And there's a reason
And I will someday find the plan
