Lyrics
Count down, three, two, one
I'm off inside my head again
And this time, I got lost
Wondering if everything I ever said has made some sense or if it was
Coincidentally the same as subjects
That I had watched, a TED Talk on and
Thought I'd interpret my version of what went on
Then I'm hit with a wave
And so too, the topic changed
And I'm still letting spill
All these intangible ideas that need to be explained more
Than my mind can even take
So I stop and look round
And notice everyone is thinking
"How is this guy so off his lobe?"
Why does my face look aged?
In this world, everything's strange
But I try to fit in in incomprehensible altered ways
I'm acting myself even though
It's hard to tell
What is real? What is fake?
What is the attitude I need to take
While conversing all the above?
If my tongue stops working, my brain seems to flood
No more thinking, please
