Yes, but what should I do?
Walking through the abattoir
Disconnected from who we are
We dont see it
There’s an animal inside of us
Stocking up on dynamite
No more people left in our sight
Just give us something
So we can kill and watch our hearts adjust
Its all the same thing
Its all non-duality
It’s all the same thing
Were all the same thing
Ooh, I think illusions run my life
I need illusions all the time
Grant you illusions from our mind
Paradise came to me on the sofa and a TV screen
I havent bathed since
And Ive escaped my own morality
Holding up a heavy front
Our little arms have taken on too much
And now were seething
But too depressed to leave our soapy sheets
Its all the same thing
Its all non-duality
Its all the same thing
We’re all the same thing
Ooh, I think illusions run my life
I need illusions all the time
Grant you illusions from our mind
Ooh, I think illusions run my life
I need illusions all the time
Grant you illusions from our mind