I saw her standing there outside the show
She had that look of too much alcohol
We talked some politics
And then she asked me what I know
What I know, is tragically subjective
A three-ringed show
See, I'm sick and tired of all these machines
Seduce me with their clickbait magazines
But maybe we can look on past the headlines
If you want it
If you want it, I got it
I got it so badly it...
Oooo
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over
She said that she could totally agree
That the media is twisting you and me
I said I think it's more about perception, so I think
What I know, I know not a thing, no such reality
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over
Taking over
Taking over
See I'm glad you and I can communicate
To subdue the arrogance and all the hate
But maybe I'm a dreamer
And the world is growing cold
All I know is tragically subjective
A 3-ringed show
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over
I can feel it all taking over