Glass eyed in the glowing blue window, looking for an image to know,
Default on automatic, post-human metallic life has got a hold,
Dreaming up grand schemes but seems the world is burning down,
Sci-fi style dystopia's got me laying underground
And I'm Sad too much, hiding in my room
Im scared too much, shaking like a cartoon
Im sad too much, living like a machine
Im mad too much, seeing visions of impending doom
Im mad too much, vicious like a dog
Im sad too much, crying like a cartoon
Im mad too much, colder than a machine
Im scared too much, seeing visions of impending doom