|
One more time for |
|
Ho Jo, you know |
|
I can't wait |
|
Another wasted line |
|
I'm sittin' in the corner, |
|
I can feel the weight |
|
Of my head on top of my spine |
|
There's nothing to be scared of |
|
Once you've seen the the light |
|
Reflecting through the screen |
|
A eudaemonistic life composed of tar and nicotine |
|
You know it, you know it |
|
You know it 'cause you've seen it |
|
You believe it |
|
You know it because it seems so real |
|
You know it because you've seen it |
|
Now you believe it |
|
You know it because it seems so real |
|
It seems so real, it seems so real, it seems so real |
|
Sit back and relax and do nothin', na, na, na, na |
|
You'll laugh then you'll cry, then you'll feel nothin', na, na, na, na |
|
Implanted images of morality |
|
Images of life, they seem so real |
|
One more time for |
|
Ho Jo, what does it mean? |
|
I'm not sure |
|
I knowWhile looking for somebody deep inside a dream |
|
My sunshine turns to snow |
|
Now it's blowin' inside, |
|
I don't feel the cold |
|
Yet I'm frozen to my seat |
|
My eyes have seen the truth |
|
And still my mind admits defeat |
