Nothing is as it seems
In the grey and drifting dream
Somehow I let it be
I see you
Looking through in abject frustration
Oh no, man
I don't owe you no explanation
I like it, I'm lazy
So I do it, nothing more to it
Yeah I like it, I'm lazy
So I choose it and do it
I admit it, man
I don't grow no solution
Spirit, body, mind
Sinking into sickened
Blackened soul pollution
But I like it, I'm lazy
So I do it, nothing more to it
Yeah I like it, and I'm lazy
So I choose it and do it
Yeah
Justify it by saying
Everybody got something they do
Everybody got something
Something hollow and selfish they do
And I like it, I'm lazy
So I do it, nothing more to it
Yeah I like it, and I'm fucking crazy
So I choose it and do it
Yeah
Nothing is as it seems
In the grey and drifting dream
Somehow I let it be
Stasis in the drifting dream
Stasis in the drifting dream
Stasis in the drifting dream
Stasis in the drifting dream