What would you do if you finally believed in yourself, But you just don't know your ass from a hole in the ground So true it's a violation Hide yourself from the same old memories Your image is your invitation There's no time for sleep so mother fucker come on
Chorus: Welcome to the odyssey
Prancing through a black hole in the sky From the 30th century so you'll feel like me You traded in your high school ring To get away from the pom pom boys And the jock strap girls Yeah, give me the super pill to make things better Yeah, the super pill to make everything alright
Chorus
You've been driven by your faceless personality And your image is your own faceless odyssey Come on I'm very curious
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