» I, Object

As life proceeds to give you what you need,
A quiet little drive stationed on the back seat,
Just driving on and driving on and driving on,

I don’t understand

Realize, rationalize you stink

As life proceeds to give you what you need,
A quiet little drive stationed on the back seat,
Just driving on and driving on and driving on,

Well I can’t sleep, a momentary lapse of reason, I’m in too deep, my head is filled with thousands of paranoid sheep, making weird bleeps, get away from me you creeps, as usual I already explored too many scenarios, 3D animated and the sound’s in stereo, although we can never fully predict where we go, it’s so pleasant to know, what’s gonna happen, tomorrow, but tonight’s the longest night of my life, dive into the dead pool and drown or survive, the best behaved, dressed and shaved, placed in domestic shade, caved in, a fantastic escapade, loose the excuse, but I don’t refuse sedation and booze, I know this attitude is of no use, so I break it down and I turn it loose,

Something’s wrong,
Got the feeling that there’s something wrong,

Realize, rationalize you stink

My mind is a one way street and
I’m coming from the opposite direction,
Two things can happen; either I’ll miss me,
Or I will experience fatal attraction!

Truly gone fishing!

I, object in this world,
A pawn in this game,
With no apparent rules for winning or losing,

Piece by piece the picture turns to puzzle, the more you learn, the more you know something about nothing, forget to remember the most critical messages, the fact of the matter is a matter of fact.