I found a letter it read   "Our existence has serious side effects"   Turned on, turn on the television   and It's telling me the world is collapsing   I think it's coming and it comes so fast   I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes   And I don't know why it is   Our bodies are dead, why you look so sad?      And my therapist said   "We've evolved through a series of accidents"   There's been talk of chemical imbalances   Restless sense of detachment, nausea and/or violence      I think it's coming oh and it comes so fast   I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes   And I don't know why it is   I feel it coming, I think it's real and significant   I think I think I think a little too often   That's what my therapist said   We're alone in this wilderness   Left to choke on the pills and to feed on the viruses   I think it's coming oh and it comes so fast      I think it's coming and it comes so fast   I'm hearing whispers of an infinite yes   Our bodies are dead, why you look so sad   Our bodies are dead, why you look so sad