Sonic

it's in my head everydaya brain-dead revolutionmixed up so many waysbut it translates the samebut it translates the sametoo bad you get nothing backfrom putting all this timeinto thisbut no one waitsno one waitslet me think of the way to describethe system of youas you linger in anticipationyou'll discover i?m becomingsonic, sonic, sonicbeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whobeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whoi'll take a big step backto describe the system meone to tenyou know in our rationthat we'll start itall over, all overagain and againbeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whobeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whodelivering what?s reali think of you anywayknowing what to sayin pampering when considering the truthi think of you anywaybut the truth can be unrealthe future no meaningthe pockets of ragetheir supply of the twothat makes us tickthe future no meaningthe pockets of ragetheir supply of the twothat makes us tick, tick, tickbeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whobeing me it?s hard to findthe system of youbeing me it?s hard to knowwho delivers whothe system of youthe system of youthe system of youwho delivers who