Its weird when you have so much
But you feel so little
Loathing when people say what they mean
Loathing when people say what they don't mean.
I dont know any correct answers
I dont believe in facts
I need a talking robot to talk to
An object to read my brain.
Do i want you?
Do i want anything at all?
Do i want to stay immortal?
Do i like what i see?
I want to hide in a cave
Want to be a history
If only we don't feel
If only we don't think
If only our heart's always right
Then we don't have to worry.