I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe In a moment or two I realize That this sphere upon which I reside Is asleep upon its feet Should I go back to sleep? I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe In a moment or two I realize That this sphere upon which I reside Is asleep upon its feet Should I, should I, should I go back to sleep? You stare at me like I'm a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you need me I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow truth All the more easily We orbit the sun I grow up My open eyes see A zombified, somnambulist society Leaving us as vitamins For the hibernating human animal Do you, do you, do you see what I mean? You stare at me like I'm a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you want me I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow truth All the more easily And I wonder, will you digest me, me? Into the sleep machine I won't plug in In fact I'd rather die before I will comply To you, my friend I write the reason I still live 'Cause in my mind it's set, the vitamin is ripe to give Coming closer to another 2000 years You and I will pry The closed eye of the sleep machine You stare at me like I'm a vitamin On the surface you hate But you know you want me I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit Whatever helps you swallow truth All the more easily