Illusions

Yes, but what should I do? Walking through the abattoir Disconnected from who we are We don't see it There's an animal inside of us Stocking up on dynamite No more people left in our sight Just give us something So we can kill and watch our hearts adjust It's all the same thing It's all non-duality It's all the same thing We're all the same thing Ooh, I think illusions run my life I need illusions all the time Grant you illusions from our mind Paradise came to me on the sofa and a TV screen I haven't bathed since And I've escaped my own morality Holding up a heavy front Our little arms have taken on too much And now we're seething But too depressed to leave our soapy sheets It's all the same thing It's all non-duality It's all the same thing We're all the same thing Ooh, I think illusions run my life I need illusions all the time Grant you illusions from our mind Ooh, I think illusions run my life I need illusions all the time Grant you illusions from our mind