Here comes another blank sequel 'cause words are not workingm they are not equal
And baby, isn't it boring to always talk in the same old clichés?
Right now can't be bothered with thinking cause rational reasons they keep us sinking
And you know that no syllable will make us feel more real
And what do you know about boredom, baby?
Is it just another word stolen out of a dictionary?
And what do you know about alienation, honey?
Can you please explain how it feels?
Here comes a little secret words and structures put us into bleeding
'Cause 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
What do you know?
Walking backwards once again
Trying our hardest to understand
What do you know?
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal?
Here comes another blank sequel 'cause words are not working they are not equal
And baby, isn't it boring to always talk in the same old clichés?
Right now can't be bothered with thinking cause rational reasons they keep us sinking
And you know that no syllable will make us feel more real
What do you know?
Walking backwards once again
Trying our hardest to understand
What do you know?
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal?