Mad Season — X-Ray Mind Live at The Moore

[Verse 1] Do the laughs die when One such as I run And allow myself Time for own true need When convincing me That you're on my team May not lie to me But not mentioning [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 2] So sit back and have An hysterical laugh at tiny holes Buy and trade men's souls [Chorus] X-ray mind reads plenty Worth no more than pennies [Verse 3] You, they, it or what Have been fair, I thought May you never free You from you or me See the more I think I'm afraid to blink I don't move an inch Slowly draining me [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 4] Hire a spy and bug me Pimp your friends for money Rich and growing sicker Sell the dead ones quicker