 Do you like laying around with my, another scope of reality? I can feel it all start slipping, I think I'm waking down Why, do you like laying around with my, another scope of reality? I can feel it all start slipping away See, but I don't get it, don't you think? Maybe we can put enough credit, don't you think? I can think and choke on, I don't need it I'm just stupid boy, it's all the same, is it? Live with it, but I don't