| As I aim for that bright white day | |
| Conflict serum is my aura | |
| It seems that life's so fragile | |
| I guess I'll fly some other time | |
| I lack from superhighway thoughts | |
| Live as long as the city lights | |
| Soaked by underwater times | |
| Electric splash on a midnight drive | |
| Wish I could rape the day | |
| Just something radical | |
| Lost the sense of sweet things | |
| Who's gonna take me widely? | |
| Guided by the pinball map | |
| The driver still unknown to me | |
| Who was sent to glorify? | |
| Before injected by his common pride | |
| Sometimes I don't belong | |
| Release me from your world | |
| Pacified by the small things in life | |
| I wait for earthquakes to rearrange | |
| Never been able to use the force | |
| I only have it read to me | |
| Despite all misguided faith | |
| I'll find a place in this mess | |
| Wish I could rape the day | |
| Just something radical | |
| Lost the sense of sweet things | |
| Who's gonna take me widely? | |
| Guided by the pinball map | |
| The driver still unknown to me | |
| Who was sent to glorify? | |
| Before we injected by his common pride | |
| Early morning moments | |
| A glimpse of joy | |
| But soon it's over and I return to dust | |
| As I try to be | |
| Everything and everyone | |
| I shrivel up and waste away | |
| Wish I could rape the day | |
| Just something radical | |
| Lost the sense of sweet things | |
| Who's gonna take me widely? | |
| Guided by the pinball map | |
| The driver still unknown to me | |
| Who was sent to glorify? | |
| Before we injected by his common pride |