The Agenda - Brendon Small

You’re not losing your mind

I’m the feeling that we’re not alone

We’re the spirits entwined

There’s nothing that needs mending

Just follow my words

They will lead you to the ending

That itch you fell

That aching sprain

So stripped in two

I am that pain

The only thing

That’ll cure the world

I am that voice

You’ll lead me to

Woah, just follow the agenda

Nobody gonna feel no pain

Woah, just kill the influenza

Go back to sleep it’s just a game

Oh, be anything I want to be?

Oh, is this just a dream?

Oh, give away so willfuly?

Oh, please carry me away!

See yourself adorned

Blackened scepter, crown of thorns

Take your place near mine

Immortality is nigh!

Just lock the door

And drop all cues

Just flip the switch

And light the fuse!

Oh, be anything I want to be?

Oh, is this just a dream?

Woah, give away so willfully?

Woah, please carry me away!

Woah, just follow the agenda

Nobody gonna feel no pain

Woah, just stop the influenza

Go back to sleep it’s just a game