Thought Criminal

I made a deal with the holy ghost I made a plan to preserve the peace Before I started I lost my guts Saw traces of the past destroyed Always thought I could write it down Where'd it go, and you read my mind Make an enemy like a friend that never existed I let you get to me I let you get to me I let the ability to stay collected keep my head I thought I knew everything I thought I knew what it meant to me Turns out I don't know anything Just know enough to keep my head And just play dead Is the criminal in your thoughts Like a poppy that blessed the fields And the price that is on my head Inflates the cost of smut magazines Just take a look at what we believe Selling freedom to slavery You have us screaming that War is peace And strength is ignorance I let you get to me I let you get to me I let the ability to stay collected keep my head I thought I knew everything I thought I knew what it meant to me Turns out I don't know anything Just know enough to keep my head And just play dead Just play dead I let you get to me I let you get to me I let the ability to stay collected keep my head I let you get to me I let you get to me I let the ability to stay collected keep my head I thought I knew everything I thought I knew what it meant to me Turns out I don't know anything Just know enough to keep my head And just play dead