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