Brushed by fairy tales, it's a bits of diamond wheels
Big fat hurricanes, yellow belly given names
Where shortcuts can slow you down
And in the end we're bound to rebound off of weight
Dust off your thinking caps, solar power plastic plants
Pretty pictures of things we ate, we are only what we hate
But in the long run we have found, silent films are full of sound
You're not doubly free
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that
Inoutable melodies, sub-narrational strategies
Unobtrusive tones, help to notice nothing
But the zone of visual relevancy
Framelines tell me what to see
Chopping like an ax, or maybe eyes and stash
Should just relax, slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that
Well Plato's cave is full of freaks
Demanding refunds for the things they've seen
I wish they could believe in all the things that never made the screen
And just slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Frames can't catch you when you're moving like that
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
Slow down everyone, you're moving too fast
And Adam's up a wish and he was someone else because the posters on the wall they don't look like a him at all
So he ties it up, he cuts it in, he pulls it back and gives it grand life
And Adam's up because he knows he ain't loved at all
He gets his courage from the camera, makes him feel like a man
Girls in love and all the ladies, but the ladies don't love him at all
Cause when he's not drunk he's only stuck on himself and then it has the nerve to say he needs a decent girl
Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else because the body of the doll they don't look like a hers at all
And so she straps it on, she sets it in, she throws it up and gives it grand life
And Adam's up because she knows she ain't loved at all
I caught up in the trends where the truth began to bend and the next thing you know man there just ain't no truth left at all
Cause when the pretty girl walks she walks so proud and when the pretty girl laughs all man she laughs so loud
And if it ain't this thing is bad as a matter of fact she hasn't made a thing to relax since she's lost her ability to think clearly
I'm an energetic, apathetic version of another person check out my outsides there ain't nothing in here
Well I'm a superficial systematic music elevation addict check out my outsides there ain't nothing in here
Comes another one just like the other, looking at himself but wishing he was someone else because the post is on the wall they don't look like a him
Ties it up, protects it in, throws it back and gives it grand life and Adam's up because he knows he ain't loved at all
