Let's take the backstreet, though View from the backseat, whoa Mexico next week, go Don't call just text me, no Please don't forget me, no Please baby let me, go I don't regret it, though You never get me, wrong Wasted but happy, though Train station trapped me, oh Music kidnapped me, whoa I'm back in the taxi, now I tried to escape this maze I tried to displace this haze I tried to dissolve this taste When will the tapes be erased? Let's take the backstreet though View from the backseat, whoa I don't regret it, though You never get me, wrong

Give me chemicals, give me chemicals I need more chemicals, more chemicals Graffiti wisdom, written on the wall Quote of the decade, on the bathroom stall You're gonna let me forget who we are You're gonna get me back to the start Over the music time talks fast Can't even count back to how long it last Retina contracts, steps stop in their tracks Wine white like water, our false relax Moving like chemicals on the floor Almost mechanical, we're after more Stay disconnected, the same as before Feeling defected, revolving doors So please givemme something to sleep at night And some for later, to kill the light Then givemme something to feel the same And some more chemicals to not ashamed Givemme chemicals, givemme chemicals I need more chemicals, more chemicals Please givemme something to kill my pain Then givemme chemicals to feel again Every news story writing the same Vague international, cold boody game Prescribe me some glasses to block the sights Of rapists and killers, and religious fights They're throwing their chemicals into the fires Those fucking fanatical, chronicled liars And walk through sad forests, they're burning down Can't breathe anymore from our dusty ground 'Cuz we're killing everything, to feed the towns Word on the street 'we lost what we found So what is an animal waiting in line? Filed up with chemicals, doing hard time They see what they're in for, it's chrystalline Habitual killers, so genuine So are the villains or who should be? Don't know anymore what I should believe I'm losing a line through reality They're changing the world just to match the scene Givemme chemicals, givemme chemicals I need more chemicals, more chemicals

And so we run Look how we run And come undone The lesson's done Hit-and-run Elephant shunned With this part, I'm done Time for no one Life on the run With this part, I'm done Come undone We disappear here Nothing is real here We come undone We've become undone Who oppose us to leave Or delete fake beliefs? Now we need to escape this cage Common believe! Common believe! Use and abuse us All the numbers confuse us That race can't be won In a hundred years How many fears from today are gone? Probably none As time, it runs Everything runs Oh, it's a trap, my son And we are part of one What is the real world If kids, they can feel hurt? Who can answer this one? No one Who oppose us to leave? Or delete fake beliefs? Now we need to escape this cage Come on believe! Come on believe!

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Until something's proven empirically, epistemological Concepts at– or whatever your conceptual ideas, they have to Make a juxtaposition with reality someplace, so that you Know, by empirical evidence, that what you have said was Reality is tested to be reality, and proven to be reality. Polarized as we are in the lower end of the socio- Economic income picture, and they think that uh, they can Reach down to our ra– drab existence and lift us up.