Under What Influence?
We never learn
We just keep on
Making all the same mistakes
'Cause we know that we need them
To keep on playing all the same
Silly old, crappy old video-games
'Cause we know that they're not real
Oh I know
Progress when I see it
Oh I know
Lies when I hear them
Oh I know
Where we're going and where we've been
Oh we know
Nothing good
A dead man said
Give it to me straight
Tell me the truth so I can be irate on my own
On my own
Let me lie here and tell me how I'll die
Let me be stoned so I can mellow out on my own
On my own
Oh I know
It's not right
It's not fair
Oh we know
Nothing's real
Writer/s: Jacob Limon
