the MISSING part Lyrics

Did you know there is an abstract field of your brain called intellect that allows you to think about everything?

Have you ever tried to split the word? In-tell-act

Think about it, it makes sense 'cause everytime you're thinking, you're simply telling yourself an act from your in

Your thought gives you interaction with everything you hear, you see..

Now notice the first part of the word

Reverse it

"Tellin act"

What do you think could happen if the entire definition was reversed

And someone could touch your intellect and take its control

Telling the precise act he or she or it wants you to do

According to his will, her pleasure or its desires?

Stop your talking, you're not funny

I can't stand your joking

You hold me tight, but when you come up I'm jolted outside

He mutters a mentral

You drove me empty, I'm a guided mind

You can't help me, I'm a gutted mind

If you wanna talk I'm a gold mine, mine, mine

And so you found me

Please shed some light on this, how to retire a damage you didn't cause intentionally?

I drink my guilt It flows without a hitch

I wish I could elude myself alluding to music, it's my prelude

But she hunts me down, I'm his preylude

It would not be an in-tell-act anymore but a someonelse's-tell-act

It seems logical, don't you think?

Now pause this, take a pen and a piece of paper and move the end at the start

Are you all done?

Actin' tell

What if we first reacted and then realize?

What if we could act a command bypassin our intellect and do something extremely reckless

It would be impossible but I already know what you people are thinkin'

My stress came back

He brought pain, I thought he left

Body and brain going crazy, bounds fail

This eats from the inside, I try to be nice

But I don't manage to find something for this life

My stress came back

Is there any control?

Body and brain

Can you feel the control?

This eats from the inside

Do you believe in control?

I don't manage to find

Something for this life

Imagine you suddenly shoot someone

"I didn't think about that, it wasn't me, it was too fast"

No, no. You're wrong

Give me the peace I'm looking for but I don't know if that will be enough

Show me a reason I should look for, I'm sure this time will last (You're wrong)

No one gets a dog bark, they take something, a local pub

Everybody pretending they're my best

Pissing me off, like a drug test

I get something I destroy it in time before I realize it won't revive

Before I realize you won't revive, I'm not that brave to avoid lies

This is getting out of hand, a suicidal looking for life sense

Someone in a hurry needs my place before I could hurt someone less

I'm ailing (I'm handlin)

I'm sinnin (I'm sane)

I'm sceptic (Aescetic)

I'm selfish (Self-free)

This shit taints, I'm not a saint

They'll save the worst I made

Forced together like train rails, let's say it

My fiends took the control

These fuckers are immortal

I'm so fake

I don't spill my own blood

Steps in my life, stains stay in my head

Human shaped, they head, I'm bowed

But you only rebel if you have someone you're cared about

I apologize

Your mind realized or already knew he was gonna shoot the object in front of you

In the moment she saw the pistol and you took it

This implies that your intellect allowed that action by your will in a matter of milliseconds

So can we say that everything we tell ourselves as a thought is acting?

What if control was just an illusion created to enstablish an ethic behaviour and thought into our mind?

Free will might be something that our head keeps oppressing to keep the balance in our body

But then... wouldn't this mean that we are enslaved by our thoughts? Mmmh?

My stress came back

He brought pain, I thought he left

Body and brain going crazy, bounds fail

This eats from the inside, I try to be nice

But I don't manage to find something for this life

My stress came back

Is there any control?

Body and brain

Can you feel the control?

This eats from the inside

Do you believe in control?

I don't manage to find

Tr- Tr-

I'm my own inmate I repudiate the balance that got me unbalanced

Real pure hate will accredit that we all belong to the same bailance

I wish a lullaby was enough to fall asleep

(Sometimes) I know who I'm dealing with but I don't know which side of it

(Not to be polite but-) The missing part keeps me awaken

To him, to her, I'm thin like paper who's she? Who's he?

(Kid) You'll never know (listen to me)

It's something you know but you ignore

It's something you can control if you loose the control (hey)

It might be a person, it might not but it stays there

And watches, and watches, and watches

And listens, and listens, and listens to us