I feign, I'm afraid, I fade, I feel ok, it's not the same, you know that things have changed, I fade and now feel okay

We all are connected, we’ve all been rejected, I've got a hole in my heart where my brain was connected, it's one for your money, it's two for my show, well God knows I'm ready, but I know I can’t go

The thoughts have been thought, the brain is infected he’s got a hole in his head where the message connected, who could have guessed it, and how should I know whose garbage rots outside my bedroom window

We all are connected, we've all been rejected, he's got a hole in his head where the message connected, who could have guessed it, and how should I know, God knows I'm ready, but I know I can't go