Silent in our rocking chairs our hairs are standing straight, it's late
They're crawling on the floor, pounding on our ears so we can't hear
This penetration to this darkness, I'll reside and here I'll hide
No sense in what you're telling me
No sense in what you're telling me
No sense in trying to tell me that I'm still a little boy
Though I play with toys and sync with noise
My laughing house is all your fault
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
Immune to all those tiny clocks that try to wake us, but we sleep
And keep pressing bu*tons as it rings
And still you try to wake me, try to break me
But here I'll weep
No sense in what you're telling me
No sense in wanting to be free
No sense in you're position, you are fiction
You can try and tease me, try and please me
And who's to blame - it's you not me
Breathing in the thin air is prolonging life
Sinking, falling
Huddled in the corner at the ball
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
Picking up the candy trail on the floor will lead to more
My itching feet, however, will not budge... HA
My heart is getting colder now
I'm opening the folder now
I feel I'm getting older now
Fluffing up the pillows
And knocking down the walls
Maybe dangerous, it may be best
To save the rest, it's your turn
Saluting stars, respect for man
Polluting seven papers in the air
It's there, everywhere
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
This dripping faucet I adore
Forever dripping, giving more
No reason to go thirsty anymore
Anymore, anymore