Season of the Id
You had that listening look
It was closing time
Never thought I'd have a chance with you
You had me on the hook
Since your pantomime
Only I could misconstrue
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
I regret my lack of specialty
I thought I was sui generis
I'm just another casualty
And you're so dangerous
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
I could be your lover as long as you came first
Not the best deal but it ain't the worst
Thought I held a secret surprise
I'd say looking into your lifeless eyes
I don't even love you
I'm screaming from a whisper
I'm killing time, connecting dots
Forgetting what I thought I knew
Holding the line, losing the plot
The North Star isn't true
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
You take what you want then you take the rest
Higher consciousness is meaningless
Try as I might I fail to impress
You'd rather revel in this chaotic mess
I feel you
I'm still screaming from a whisper
You do what you want
Yeah we do what we can
We're all lizard brains
Stomping on Japan
There is no truth out there
And little consequence
Maybe there is some karma
But very little sense
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
It was closing time
Never thought I'd have a chance with you
You had me on the hook
Since your pantomime
Only I could misconstrue
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
I regret my lack of specialty
I thought I was sui generis
I'm just another casualty
And you're so dangerous
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
I could be your lover as long as you came first
Not the best deal but it ain't the worst
Thought I held a secret surprise
I'd say looking into your lifeless eyes
I don't even love you
I'm screaming from a whisper
I'm killing time, connecting dots
Forgetting what I thought I knew
Holding the line, losing the plot
The North Star isn't true
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
You take what you want then you take the rest
Higher consciousness is meaningless
Try as I might I fail to impress
You'd rather revel in this chaotic mess
I feel you
I'm still screaming from a whisper
You do what you want
Yeah we do what we can
We're all lizard brains
Stomping on Japan
There is no truth out there
And little consequence
Maybe there is some karma
But very little sense
No one knows
Nobody knows
No one knows anything
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Writer(s): Brendan O'connell
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