Catch 22

Don't you know don't you know
No ones trying to kill you here
They're just trying to kill everyone

Don't you know, can't you see
The enemy is here
He's inside your mind inside your fear

I'll scratch you back if you scratch mine
But know my back isn't there
That's not what I meant

Who has won and who has lost
The cost of the war is gone
To those of whom dead

If you fly your crazy
If your crazy your free to go
But to recognise your mind's not right
You're sane

So you're scared you've got your sanity
It's only natural to feel
But to be sane your have to get back in the plane

That's some catch
That catch 22

Speak my mind and use my rights
My free will and freedom are held in purgatory

The cost of life the living dead
Is it to cash in ourselves our decent impulse and tragedy

If you lie you're lying
Unless the lie is left in peace
Only when the truth is opened up you're caught
To catch a fly, to catch a saint
To catch my mind to catch a though
A ration or a rational is ever dead

That's some catch
That catch 22

That catch 22