Mass anticipation
Hyper speculation
Tell you how to fit in
Tell you when to shut up
Make believe in something
Television program
You wanna recreate the
Image in your mind
I know I gotta find a reason to write this rhyme
And I know I'm running backwards almost all of the time
From minor complications that get stuck in my mind
I gotta find a reason
Gotta find a reason
And I know the vision lies ahead and lies inside
And that the answer to our problem hides in plain sight
And I always find a way to somehow feel victimized
But I know my time is coming
I know my time is coming
And I notice that the season is beginning to change
I'll fin myself in something close within my range
Maybe ill get lost in a big cloud of thought
Somewhere in the city
Somewhere in the city
Mass insemination
Hyper sterilization
Minor supervision
All leads up to nothing
Why's everybody not crying
Why's everybody just sighing
I wanna recreate the
Music in my mind