Imagine your brain as a Canister filled with ink Yeah,...
I hear you on the radio You permeate my screen...
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And...
About a hundred years ago now, Thought i was left...
Imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink yeah...
I'm born I'm alive I breathe In a moment or...
7 am The garbage truck Beeps as it backs up...
The fact that you You think you can Speak to...
Floatin' round my brain, Tryin' to think about the other...
There's something about The look in your eyes Something i...