Here comes another blank sequel 'cause words are not workingm they are not equalnAnd baby, isn't it boring to always talk in the same old clichés?nRight now can't be bothered with thinking cause rational reasons they keep us sinkingnAnd you know that no syllable will make us feel more realnnAnd what do you know about boredom, baby?nIs it just another word stolen out of a dictionary?nAnd what do you know about alienation, honey?nCan you please explain how it feels?nnHere comes a little secret words and structures put us into bleedingn'Cause there is nothing that doesn't seem corrupt recuperated or simply fucked upnPoor excuses my mouth feeds it these settings of sentiment keeps repeatingnNothing more than restricted meaningnnWhat do you know?nWalking backwards once againnTrying our hardest to understandnWhat do you know?nIs it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal?nnHere comes another blank sequel 'cause words are not working they are not equalnAnd baby, isn't it boring to always talk in the same old clichés?nRight now can't be bothered with thinking cause rational reasons they keep us sinkingnAnd you know that no syllable will make us feel more realnnWhat do you know?nWalking backwards once againnTrying our hardest to understandnWhat do you know?nIs it enough to describe the way we feel or is it so unreal?