Just let me love
Let me be
Here on the floor
Flying eastward to the shore
Knowing that the stars won't last in the sky
I took you to a prison cell
You were afraid that I could tell
And on a train we met a friend
He showed us that we should pretend

(machine)
I need to be myself again and know precisely when it is time to be the actor
It is amusing when everything is confusing
Better to be in on the joke the world is afraid to admit (or ashamed to confess [or, alternatively, eager to expose] )
How is it that I am all of the above?
Theres got to be more than denial and drugs. Empty bottles are starting to feel less fun and the dizziness is deceiving

Technology
is a dead bird
in your hands
(x2)

We could live in a dream
Where is my liberty?
Buried under a tree

Where is my liberty?

(machine)

We could live in a dream
Where is my liberty?
Buried under a tree

Where is my liberty?