Lyrics:

Beneath the fragrance insipid agent
Above the waters misleading bore dose
There's no blissing, apparent reason
Supposed musing we're all just losing time

Join, you are connected, yearning affection
Yet disaffected by division starting to unfold
That is obsession, it is the fashion
Of the nation to excision on itself again
Birds of a feather stand on a terror
Voiding has broken and they have spoken too soon

Take our hand incident wait for the years of the unity to disobey
And I sit and I watch the crowd moved over me
And I run to the core while they devour me
And I sit and I wait

You are so in time that's we're sometimes disconnected
When you fall in line you are (?) not disaffected
You are so in time that's we're sometimes disconnected
When you fall in line you are (?) not disaffected
You are so in time that's we're sometimes disconnected
When you fall in line sometimes we are disconnected

You are so, you are so

Beneath the fragrance insipid agent
Above the waters, misleading bore dose
There's no blissing, apparent reason
Supposed musing we're all just losing time