We like to think that life's a dream That all that makes us less than's a camera and TV screen But what if waking up meant turning yourself off? Would what you're left to live with still be close enough? Would looking at ourselves through a different kind of lens than glass or plastic drive us to the edge of insanity? And still that red eye in the sky keeps blinking on and off and on A sinking feeling manifested in the dark We're all uneasy Knowing that we're watched Yeah, we're uneasy Desperate to control how we appear to ourselves It's hollow comfort knowing we're not alone So one by one we all relent We flip the switch to on again and stare into our virtual reality and spend An hour then a day and then a month and then a year Until the fear of missing out becomes the clear and present danger in the mirror So what precautions do you take? A poison pill between your teeth? A razorblade in pocket pressed against your wrist along a vein? Insurance policies for pain The sharpest blanket is the brain The softest pistol is unconscious mind in a... State of insecurity That's what we're made of Falling through abyss And reaching out in our doubt A drink in a drought Is someone who knows to tell us what we're about So what precautions do you take? A can of gasoline A fake Identity in pocket Cards to vest, your mess to clean up Insurance policies for pain The sharpest blanket is the brain The softest pistol is unconscious mind in a... State of insecurity That's what we're made of Falling through abyss And reaching out in our doubt A drink in a drought Is someone who knows to tell us what we're about We're all uneasy Knowing that we're watched Yeah, we're uneasy Desperate to control how we appear to ourselves A drink in a drought It's hollow comfort knowing that's what we're all about