*Spoken* Think your in America? New York maybe, or L.A? Ya, America
You, Your, Attached by-, A hot wire, throgh my eyes.
You, Your, Attached by, A quiet wire, through my ear.
You, Your, Attached by-, These sweet pictures you dubed in my brain.
Dip a finger in me, And paste one of my words on your machine. Let me be distraction, Let me be dream. Let me be future, Let me be - Oh oh. Dip a finger in me, And draw my words on your machine.
In a dream I can touch you, In your dream I can feel you twist I can feel you rise because Your always neer.
Through the paper wall I see you. Dancing with another ones dream. Can't help but be my distraction. Your all I dream.
Pin-pricked walls light Falls over me Warm until seering Good until bleeding
I forget, (America) Throw something out to me! Mmm That's why I liked you! (America) Remind me how to breathe! (I'm Always here)
Dip a finger in me, And paste one of my words on your machine. Let me, be distraction. Le me be dream. Let me be future. Let me be- Oh oh! Cross your finger in me. And draw my word on your machine.