Straight thru the gate
My reveries
Of getting out
Voice monotone
But all it takes
A dozen mils
Park the car
And scale the lot
Jump the mud
Like someone else
Up all night to toss and turn
Fitness sleep oh yeah
Yeah yeah
- then I pose in functional mode yeah yeah
And play backup
See myself
Walk by
In the glass
Locking eyes
With a ghost
I shake my head
I rely on the chemicals to think of things to say
Converse with the NPCs who seem more and more like I do to
Ah..."