I misunderstood what it means to knock on wood
I hurried to my twenties and I realized
This is far from the life, the life that's advertised
Am I living or just waiting to die
Waiting, is there a difference
Living, waiting, is there a difference
Highway life's impatient
Asteroids with gas stations
Mickey D's on the moon on the way to
See my flesh and blood
Rendered through N.E.R.V's angelic algorithm
Now the prism's pouring out all the colors to die
Waiting, is there a difference
Living, waiting, is there a difference
I know what's real
What I sow and hear
Don't hide your fears
Nobody cares