So David Newman, never seen before
To pay my days and blue your eyes
I run to wipe that blue away
I don't want to see you
Techni-nothing-colored
Take my eyes and make me
blind,
colored days not in you
Not in lumen faces
They more few in all the
I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x3)
I don't want to see you nothing-nothing-colored
I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x3)
I don't want to see you
I don't want to see
I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x2)
I don't want to see
(mix of syllables from the opening, no words)
I and Number Eight Two One Seven am running away
I know, and it does
(x6)
Unsleeping, keep on running
and please hold the line numb, knives, and all
exposed ribs is intimate,
You say it hurts,
I know, and it does
I and Number Eight Two One Seven am running away
And it does (x8)