I don't feel alone    I can't seem afraid    I wanted to think    but I'll sleep it away    something I forgot    somewhere to sit down    some stuff to do up    some crap that I found       We're the credulous ones    on a dead machine    blowing bucks into bags    with no shame      Too loud in my ears    to fill up my mind    too black to ignite    two words I won't bind   which blank did I draw    what kind of a day    which one had to go    whatever you say      We're the credulous ones    on a dead machine    blowing bucks into bags    with no shame      Don't try and read this    it means nothing    I can't say this    if you hear it