Album: S.C.I.E.N.C.E. (1997)
I am born.
I am alive.
I breathe.
In a moment or two I realize, that the sphere,
upon which I reside,
is asleep on it is feet.
should I go back to sleep?
I am born.
I am alive.
I breathe.
In a moment or two I realize, that the sphere,
upon which I reside,
is asleep on it is feet.
should I, should I, should I go back to sleep?
You stare at me like I am a vitamin.
On the surface you hate,
but you know you need me.
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow the truth
all the more easily
We orbit the sun
I grow up
my open eyes see...
A zombified, somnambulist society.
Leaving us as vitamins for the
hibernating human animal.
Do you, do you, do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I am a vitamin.
On the surface you hate,
but you know you want me.
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow the truth
all the more easily
And I wonder, will you digest me?
Into the sleep machine I would not plug in,
in fact I would rather die before I´ll comply.
To you my friend, I write the reason I still live,
´cause in my mind it is set;
the vitamin is ripe to give.
Coming closer to another 2000 yeahrs;
you & I´ll pry the closed eye of the sleep machine.
You stare at me like I am a vitamin.
On the surface you hate,
but you know you want me.
I come dressed as any pill you deem fit.
Whatever helps you swallow the truth
all the more easily
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