I see places I shouldn't have seen I been places I shouldn't have been I turn things baby know what I mean I don't know if I'm man or machine
I see pictures in the back of my mind I see pictures in the back of my mind They're just pictures a delicate mixture on the stave on
People fighting in a faraway land Turf wars on the palm of my hand Sugar coat it sweeter than honey You can ride like a crash test dummy
We wait and watch and we watch and we wait Pushing buttons as we regulate Playing uptown ginger on the twenty first star and Smith and Wesson or a bedtime story bout
Pictures in the back of my mind I see pictures in the back of my mind They're just pictures, a delicate mixture on the stave on
Don't let me down, don't let me down Do the right thing bring me around Don't let me down, don't let me down Do the right thing bring me around
Breath it in and breath it out Reaping spaces what it's all about Killing time when it's an illusion I guess it helps knowing there's no where out
I see pictures in the back of my mind I see pictures in the back of my mind They're just pictures, in the back of my mind in the back of my mind in the back of my mind