Internal Crash (2003) - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Internal crash took up seconds

And stole his years, which are hard to win back

You keep bringing him flowers

While he sleeps the whole day through

Finally you found a way

To see improvements that aren't really there

You lift an arm; you lift a leg

And they don't move, but he's still here

And everyday, he tries

And he'll adjust fine

As long as you let him through

He'll do a lot more than you will

It's hard to keep driving back

With no progress that you can see

Yes there are little moments

Mainly it's bland cubed carrots

Strapped in a chair on wheels

The view outsidе just makes him sigh

"I already fought a war

I didn't think I'd be fighting morе

But here I am back again

Something more to defend."