Oh, the things we see
Through connected wires
Are the people that flee
From friendly fire
When they separate me And I’m being stored
With all the recessed genes
Better left ignored
Getting naked all the time
Why dodge the friendly fire?
So who could ever break you down?
And what could ever freak you out?
If you can carry this around
Then you will never break down
People I meet
On the weekend mourn
For all the weekday freaks
That are free and bored
Like they physically
Stormed in their home
Collect whatever they need
Just to feel employed
A little wasted on desire
A minute later, friendly fire
A little wasted on desire
A minute later, friendly fire
So who could ever break you down?
And what could ever freak you out?
If you can carry this around
Then you will never break down
Getting naked all the time
A little wasted on desire
A minute later, friendly fire
So who could ever break you down?
And what could ever freak you out?
If you can carry this around
Then you can never break down
Then you will never break down
And you can carry this around