It's in my head everyday   A braindead revolution   Mixed up in so many ways   But it translates the same   It translates the same   Too bad you get nothing back   From putting all this time into this   But no one waits, no one waits   Let me think of a way to describe   The system of you   As you linger in anticipation   You'll discover that I'm becoming   Sonic, Sonic, Sonic      [ Chorus ]   Being me, it's hard to find the system of you   Being me, it's hard to find the system of you   (Repeat 2x)      I'll take a big step back   To describe the system of me   One to ten, you know is our ration   That we'll start it all over, all over   Again and again      [ Chorus ]      Delivering what's real, I think of you anyway   Knowing what to say   It's pampering when considering the truth   I think of you anyway,   but the truth can be unreal   The future has no meaning,   the pockers of rage   Their supply of the two   That make us tick, tick, tick      The future has no meaning, the pockers of rage   Their supply of the two   That make us tick, tick, tick      [ Chorus ]