Caught in a battle where we will always lose,
It's every man for themself.
You can't control your life, you can't choose.
They won't budge!

It's a new day, a new sunset.
And I've misplaced my name,
We've misplaced the one,
The one thing that we love.
So I dream of this.

I fought in this battle longer than I thought.
It's every man for them self.
Why do you continue what you've done?
My two plus two equals four.
My numbers equal what I want them to.
I won't budge!

It's a new day, a new sunset.
And I've misplaced my name,
We've misplaced the one,
The one thing that we love.

Well someday, this battle will be won,
And I'll rest in peace.
And I'll say that this thought-crime is over.
It's over.

(This is my thought-crime and I won't budge)
The ministry of love, peace, truth, plenty,
Love, peace, truth, plenty,
Love, peace, truth and plenty.

Are you sick in the head?
I can't take this; I'm over my head.
Thought-crime is my death;
I will not rest.

It's a new day.

It's a new day, a new sunset.
And I've misplaced my name,
We've misplaced the one,
The one thing that we love.

Well someday, this battle will be won,
And guarantee I'll rest in peace.
And I'll say that this thought-crime is over.
It's over. It's over.

This thought-crime is over.
This thought-crime is over.
This thought-crime is over.