We walk to a beat With cosmic eyes We recycle and retreat I don't know what you know But I don't hate color and skin Form and face we hypnotize We refuse We watch through a screen With plastic lives We recycle we forget I don't know why I need more I can't finish it Form and race we sterilize We abuse We move at light-speed So everything's right We got no time to think And no meaning We all fall from these stars In our plastic cars we're all the same in the dark