Oh yeah!
A study of history reveals an unflagging appeal to mystery
You talk about abstraction at the top of the list
But you might as well get pissed, cause in me the essence does not exist, no-oh-oh
Yeah yeah!
Youre so shallow
How can your romance hope to be the veil of an ersatz human nature
That can pacify but never slept well when theres the pretension of living a lie
Take me as I am, judge me for my crimes
I can say Ill behave freely all the time
You can predict what Ill say, its in my DNA
But soon Ill be a catalogue number anyway
So say a little prayer
Convince yourself that someone cares
All I am is what you see
There is nothing more than the surface of me
