here comes another blank sequel, words are not working, they are not equal
baby aint it boring to always speak in the same old clichés
right now can't be bothered with thinking, rational reasons, they keep us sinking
you know, no syllable can make us feel more real
what do you know about boredom baby, is it another word stolen out of a dictionary
what do you know about alienation honey, yeah please explain how it feels
here comes a little little secret, words and structures put us into bleeding
there is nothing that doesn't seem corrupt, recuperated or simply fucked up
poor excuses my mouth feeds it these settings of sentiment keeps repeating
nothing more than restricted meaning
so what do you know, so what do you know, so what do you know
walking backwards once again, trying our hardest to understand, so what do you know
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal, is it so unreal
here comes another blank sequel, words are not working, they are not equal
baby aint it boring to always talk in the same old clichés
right now can't be bothered with thinking, rational reasons, they keep us sinking
you know, no syllable can make us feel more real
so what do you know, so what do you know, so what do you know
walking backwards once again, trying our hardest to understand, so what do you know
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal, is it so unreal
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal, is it so unreal
