Terrified...from isolation
Trying to make distinctions
Trying to do what's right
Signal Waves
Lock the door
And settle in for the night
So watch your ears (watch your ears)
So watch your ears
From your cocoon
Under flickering light
Glorified..seperation
Hoping for some sense
Talking to yourself
Meanwhile...strangers
Living right next door
Speech not in tongue, but waves
Instead of the talkbox
Could you listen to
The people right next door
So watch your ears (watch your ears)
So watch your ears
So many sounds
Manipulate everything you do
Systems need to be oiled
In order to run properly
And I find myself slipping everyday
But I can't fall, knowing what it is, that's causing me to slip
Confusion, division, submission
It's not the answer but it's everywhere
Television, movies, radio, newspapers, magazines
Textbooks, all tools used to spread the grease
Spread the grease