it's in my head everyday

a brain-dead revolution

mixed up so many ways

but it translates the same

but it translates the same

too bad you get nothing back

from putting all this time

into this

but no one waits

no one waits

let me think of the way to describe

the system of you

as you linger in anticipation

you'll discover i’m becoming

sonic, sonic, sonic

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

i'll take a big step back

to describe the system me

one to ten

you know in our ration

that we'll start it

all over, all over

again and again

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

delivering what’s real

i think of you anyway

knowing what to say

in pampering when considering the truth

i think of you anyway

but the truth can be unreal

the future no meaning

the pockets of rage

their supply of the two

that makes us tick

the future no meaning

the pockets of rage

their supply of the two

that makes us tick, tick, tick

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

being me it’s hard to find

the system of you

being me it’s hard to know

who delivers who

the system of you

the system of you

the system of you

who delivers who