Conditioned

Conditioned

(Незаписанная песня ранних Warsaw. Часть текста переработана для Exercise One)

Sure I’11 see you drown,

You do for me, I did for you,

You’re on the rim of wheels that turn

In ignorance, no way to learn.

Cure just takes you down,

Not down for good, that’s understood,

Lights on green, borrowed times,

It’s just the same, a different name.

Conditioned — you,

Conditioned — me,

No way out that I can see,

Conditioned — you,

Conditioned — me,

Who selects your destiny?

Just who’s in the chair,

To think for me to make me care —

Turn down the TV,

Turn down my pulse,

Control my heart,

The sound’s too much.