All your distractions Pointless reactions just to hurry Under blankets of reason Trying all I can not worry I'm letting you down But your fooling me, I think your fooling me I'm moving To the city in my dreams Cerebral compulsiveness instinctual loneliness and worry Bring your pyros your hereos Hurry But you're fooling, I think you're fooling me I'm dissolving, into the fog This world's not meant for me This world's not meant for me Till our bodies go back to the water Till the fire burns to the sea This world's not meant for me