It's just a piece of society they put inside of me,
and it's so unfair.
I want it out. Maybe I don't. Who are you really,
amongst all this data?
Everything is here somewhere. We have zillions of
us to sort it out.
They can't remember the order when you already
paid the cash.
Forget the outside, go inside the pool. Dive right in
the file, but you'll
always live again with a coke and a smile.
What if I go berserk and cut your face with knife?
Is it really my fault, or is it everybody else?
The invisible ones!
Another plain cut in, and I am simply not there.
I know you can get lost, because I'm lost, too.
So lost, baby.
But then again I'm right where I chose to be.
Let's get lost!
I want it all. Maybe I shouldn't. Don't know
what's right.
Not sure of morals anymore.
I want it out, and I want it out of me.
I want it out, and I want to get out.