Pilot of the biomachine
Manning the controls of a babbling monkey
The circuits behind the interface can't be seen
So the truth is up to me
Is this life but a dream
Is reality
All my senses perceive?
It tears me apart from the inside
The story we've accepted
With malleable minds
Dogmatic perceptions designed
In egotistical pride
Have led us blind
Short of sight
Wondering why
Our lives feel like
They're lacking meaning
We have stopped believing
This is just a ride
Is reality
All my senses perceive?
Is what I touch and I see
All that lies in front of me?
We wonder why
Our lives feel like
They're lacking meaning
We've stopped believing
This is just a ride