I’m feeling it now, the whole fucking circle
It goes round and round, there’s nothing you can hurdle
Over all the obstacles, the centerfold, the tentacles
That keep swinging at your feet pushing you to the pinnacle
It’s cynical and pivotal for you to move with the residuals
Your imagination’s real in the world filled with digitals

Nobody’s an individual, everybody’s a sheep
It’s like all we do is whine, follow, and repeat

And it’s continual, at this point it’s habitual
Diminishing everything that was once aboriginal
I even see people turned to hate they say it’s biblical
No kind of division is in any way a miracle

But what do I know, I believe everything is fictional
I don’t trust a word you say unless you show a visual
And it’s despicable, how we all think we’re invincible
You take your life for granted using drugs no medicinal

It’s not that I don’t expect it in fact you are predictable
What I have an issue with is that your love is conditional
For me there is an un but for you it is invisible
It’s not about what you did, it’s all about the principle.