Lyrics Napalm Death

Napalm Death

Think Tank Trials

Think tank trials

Thought it out

Think tank trials

Thought it out and drew just blanks

When the simple terms elude me

Think tank trials

Short wavelength

Static spins my head

When the simple terms elude me

Inquisition is a basic function

I've exhausted

Inquisition

I've overthought

Searcher overwrought in dour,

aimless walls

Dead set against indecision

Sweat the details, still fail

Indecision

I'll contemplate while logic vacates

The dour, aimless walls

The heaped-up agitation

Of the narcissistic - Brood

Yet I won't entertain the simplistic

Viewpoints flood into every frame

- Brood

Removed over time from seeing

Anything straight

Scrutinize, obsess.

Think tank trials

Scrutinized

Think tank trials

And drew just blanks