Covered by clouds of instinct
He feels drawn into you
And the drones still praise
What they think but not what they do

It's not a game, it's my reaction
Perfect display, rendered attractive

With even reason you make up your mind
It's even reason that makes you confined
With even reason you make up your mind
It's even reason

(So leave town)
So leave town and tell your story
To anyone who will listen
But you're lost before the morning
Has a chance to begin

It's just a game, so retract your passion
It's in this state, that unsatifaction

Grabs ahold of you
And the songs you choose
And the truth you lose
It brings nothing new

Satiate, turn your back on the innocence
And make believe, you make believe