Ananda's theme      I'm on the end of it   I pretend a bit   To be a misfit   So simplistic   Spend my days voyeuristic   It ain't real   Premeditated for the feel   I'm a plastic thief with no belief in what i steal   I starve myself and of course   It's just a sea of hunger      I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more      I saw the empty frame   Just hanging down my wall   Dehydrated screams be coming from the hall   Someone's accupuncturing themselves   With insecurity      I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more      I'm on the end of it   I pretend a bit   To be a misfit   So simplistic   Spend my days voyeuristic   It ain't real   Premeditated for the feel   I'm a plastic thief with no belief in what i steal   I starve myself and of course   It's just a sea of hunger      I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more   I want it and i want more