Skimming off the top of your cash-colored eyes
Cruelly disappointed, yet pleasantly surprised
Have I found success in my own way with rock and roll
Or have I lost my sense of failure and the unvarying drone

In a world washed up with no imagination
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in

A worm is spinning silk beneath my furrowed brow
Hanging by a thread to see how this turns out
I used to watch the stars in a familiar way
With an unconscious connection to a much larger stage

In a world washed up with no imagination
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in

All my best ideas are born in this electric storm
When I seal off all the exits and unplug the phones

In a world...
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in
In a world washed up with no imagination
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in
In a world washed up with no imagination
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in
We're blending in

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