On a stream of bobbing heads you'll float
Slowly drift to the wildly unknown
Oh here we go
Close your eyes I'll sing a lullaby
So you can see what's really on my mind
You might cry
Hold my head up high just to save my crumbling pride
I wish I never knew how much you lied
Tell me why
You look at me with a strange new face
It seems as though your eyes don't look the same
Am I still sane
I've seen things my eyes cannot explain
Words I heard you always say
It's written in my head that way
Oh can't you see
Prints of paint held up for public use
But it's chippin and I just can't find the glue
Not even screws