Why, I can’t see, that I am the “me” that I was born into.
And what’s the source of you?
In your head, in your head, in your head.
And yet you believe it’s true.
Well you do. Like you knew anything ever.
Never trust in yourself or anyone else. We’ve always all been wrong.
And we built these walls strong.
Even I might define, won’t deny that I’m trying while my
eyes do defy and belie quiet liars as I
Say what I say any way I may be saying it but
I’VE BEEN WRONG BEFORE!
You can n-n-n-n-never know...
You can break a shovel when you break new ground. You dig dirt up when you dig deep down.
You should know better than that by now. It’s not profound to know that you can never know.
So don’t you forget that all you project is just to protect you from
the void within the form.
Yes or no isn’t null. Yes it is. No. I don’t know.
Yes or no? Isn’t it a silly question? Ask it anyway.
‘Cause what we are is what we are not. אֶהְיֶה אֲשֶׁר אֶהְיֶה
What myths must make us man?
What is “is?” What is not? What is “what?”
What’s up, party people? What?
What I wonder? Why I’m not “whatever.”
What the fuck? ‘Cause
You can n-n-n-n-never know...
You can break a shovel when you break new ground. You dig dirt up when you dig deep down.
You should know better than that by now. It’s not profound to know that you can never know.
I noticed that the sunshine is a gaslight.
I’m hoping that this one might be my past life.
My Lord, I know enough to get my facts right.
And that’s good enough for me.
And everything and everyone will die soon,
and we’ll have nothing left for us to lie to.
No matter what we seek you’ll never find truth,
and that’s good enough for me.
So give me that Old Time Religion. Gimme that Old Time Religion.
Give me that Old Time Religion. It’s Good Enough For Me.
You can n-n-n-n-never know...
You can break a shovel when you break new ground. You dig dirt up when you dig deep down.
You should know better than that by now. It’s not profound to know that you can never know.

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