Lyrics My Closed Mind - Swingin Utters

My Closed Mind

Don’t want to write, don’t want to talk, don’t want to fight
Don’t want to fuck, don’t want to clear my mind
I’m a non-believer, babe
Won’t speak those lines, not innocent or naive
Words on long distance lines
Would ease your mind and clear my name from any crimes
Maybe a taste of beer and wine
Would buy some time, or would I just forget my lines?
Don’t want to hate, don’t want to weep, don’t want to wait
Don’t want to walk away, don’t want to give it up
I’m not the quitting kind
And I’m a cynic and a clod, don’t see the good in all your gods
Words on long distance lines
Would ease your mind and clear my name from any crimes
Maybe a taste of beer and wine
Would buy some time, or would I just forget my lines?
I won’t open up at all today
Sing songs so happy, full of praise
I’ve shut my mind, stowed it away
Won’t open up at all today