Here comes another blank sequel, words are not working, they are not equal, baby...
Ain't it boring to always speak in the same old clichés?
Right now can't be bothered with thinking, rational reasons keep us sinking
You know no syllable can make us feel more real

What do you know
About boredom baby
Is it just another word stolen out of a dictionary? Yeah!
What do you know
About aliennation honey
Yeah, please explain how it feels?

Here comes a little, little sequel, words & structures put us into bleeding, nothing...
Doesn't seem corrupt, recuperated or simply fucked up
Poor excuses my mouth feeds it, these settings of sentiment keeps repeating
Nothing more than restricted meaning

So what do you know?
So what do you know?
So what do you know?
Walking backwards once again
Trying our hardests to understand
So what do you know?
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it so unreal

Here comes another blank sequel, words are not working, they are not equal, baby...
Ain't it boring to always talk in the same old clichés?
Right now can't be bothered with thinking, rational reasons they keep us sinking
You know no syllable can make us feel more real

So what do you know?
So what do you know?
So what do you know?
Walking backwards once again
Trying our hardests to understand
So what do you know?
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it so unreal
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal
Is it so unreal