it's in my head everyday
a brain-dead revolution
mixed up so many ways
but it translates the same
but it translates the same
too bad you get nothing back
from putting all this time
into this
but no one waits
no one waits
let me think of the way to describe
the system of you
as you linger in anticipation
you'll discover iÔÇÖm becoming
sonic, sonic, sonic
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
i'll take a big step back
to describe the system me
one to ten
you know in our ration
that we'll start it
all over, all over
again and again
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
delivering whatÔÇÖs real
i think of you anyway
knowing what to say
in pampering when considering the truth
i think of you anyway
but the truth can be unreal
the future no meaning
the pockets of rage
their supply of the two
that makes us tick
the future no meaning
the pockets of rage
their supply of the two
that makes us tick, tick, tick
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
being me itÔÇÖs hard to find
the system of you
being me itÔÇÖs hard to know
who delivers who
the system of you
the system of you
the system of you
who delivers who
