Songtext:
Like an average American watching violence on TV
My life's just a rerun Don't turn the channel on me
With memories of consciousness I wish to be free
I'd change the channels first, but the channels changed on me
With all I know and with all I've seen, I'm so used to what you won't believe
When my way out is not so far away, how bad do you want to turn away from me?
Have I failed you? My mind is a vacuum, waiting for ideas
My picture's yet fading, the timer's set for sleep
Take a closer look and you will find what I am hurting for
Try and understand and you'll retrieve what you had lost before
Someday you'll know if I could break down these walls
My life's just a rerun Don't turn the channel on me
With memories of consciousness I wish to be free
I'd change the channels first, but the channels changed on me
With all I know and with all I've seen, I'm so used to what you won't believe
When my way out is not so far away, how bad do you want to turn away from me?
Have I failed you? My mind is a vacuum, waiting for ideas
My picture's yet fading, the timer's set for sleep
Take a closer look and you will find what I am hurting for
Try and understand and you'll retrieve what you had lost before
Someday you'll know if I could break down these walls
