Even as seekers of truth we lie to ourselves
But our relative perception is the story no one tells
And we grow up to accept a mindset that is safe
A comfort in compliance as it puts us in our place
I've got to go
I've got to get out of groupthink
We've got to go
We've got to break out of groupthink
We don't even see it but we've got this mental process
We rationalize our fears but it mostly is unconscious
It protects us from the threat of the majority
And suppresses our own thoughts in conformity
With the group
No individual thoughts
I'm busting out of cages jumping off of stages
Driving around in an automobile with no functioning gauges
A vessel on the trestle between madness and sanity
On which humanity is headed toward unthinkable calamity
Like the coyote with tunnel-vision who foolishly fell for his own tricks
We're knockin' back the Amontillado on the wrong side of the bricks
And now exceeding the maximum weight of a load bearing wall
Our fate is soon to crack the plate with a bench clearing brawl
Why don't you think for me
It's too much trouble to change the flow and disagree
Secure in comfort in a group of at least two or three
Try to be different and the group will shun and terrorize me