Believe what you want to see, and you think you're free from itDeep in your reality, but unfortunately you're far from itOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, and I'm just crying at the comingSince you find it funny, the land of milk and money flowsYeah, while you're sitting pretty in a trance, let the city blowDon't believe it when it showsAnd you say you're looking through your shades with a critical gazeOh man, I hope this is a phase, cause it's getting me downAnd you believe it when it showsBelieve what you want to see, and you think you're free from itDeep in your reality, but unfortunately you're far from itOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, and I'm just crying at the comingIt's not something that you said that left you disconnected at the toneCan't be scary to wrap your head aroundDon't you know you're not aloneBut you do this on your ownAnd I see you looking through your lens with all your similar friendsAnd I don't know how this ends, maybe we'll just pretendCause you believe what you want to see, and you think you're free from itDeep in your reality, but unfortunately you're far from itOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, and I'm just crying at the comingOh, oh, oh, oh, oh, and I'm just crying at the comingThank you.Thank you.Thank you.Thank you.