lie detector's on the blink, so comfort me with doublethinknand let's put wallpaper up between our earsnover the yearsnas my attention span disappearsnblink and it's gonena moment has never seemed so longni'm still dreaming of clock towers and synchronicitynyou call it coincidence -- i call it common sensenthe truth will set you free if you've been slave to a lienni'm waiting for a chance to make it knownni'm gonna be the one who keeps you from being aloneni call, i call, i call, i callnno one evernnused to be political, but now our state is criticalnso let's put wallpaper up between our earsnonce it was clearnmaybe i lost it over the yearsnmaybe it's herenburied beneath the dirt of fearnmaybe it's still hereni'm still dreaming in sound waves that oscillate and amplifynthe feeling of nothingness, oh what a subtle blissnthe truth will set you free if you've been slave to a lienni'm waiting for a chance to make it knownni'm gonna be the one who keeps you from being aloneni've seen it all before, but i still can't tellnso you better ask somebody who knowsnnyou better ask somebody who knows