Solitude has left me dry inside
No more places left to hide
Peaceful intentions almost get me by
If I can hold on for awhile

And when it gets quiet I just forget all the noise
It's just an illusion I created for my enjoyment

Hynotizing by the way you move
Like an ocean you can soothe
Synthesizing everything you do
No programmers have a clue

Emotionless feelings, I'm really quite impressed
Staring at my ceiling, it is peeling off on my chest

Glancing over at the next table
Margarita's on the floor
Sight's so blurry can't read the label
Please just help me out the door

All my suspicions were correct just as I guessed
There were no illusions, it's confusing none the less

Such confusions, no illusions
Such confusions, no illusions
Such confusions, no illusions
Such confusions, no illusions