If there's another universe,
please make some noise
Give me a sense of this hippie life
If there's a point to losing love, repeating pain
It's all the same
I hate this place,
stuck in this paradigm
Don't believe in paradise
This must be what hell is like
There's got to be more,
got to be more
Sick of this head of mine
Intrusive thoughts, they paralyze No fun is not his appetite
There's got to be more,
been here before Oh,
life's better on Saturday
Got to break this pattern
of floating away
Find something worth saving,
it's all for the taking
I always say, I'll be better off sadder
None of this matters,
dreaming of Saturn
If karma's really real,
how am I still here?
I could be wrong though
If there's a point to being good
Then where's my reward?
The good die young and poor
I gave it all I could
Stuck in this terridome
All I see is terrible
Making us hysterical
There's got to be more,
got to be more
Sick of this head of mine
Intrusive thoughts that paralyze
Nirvana's not a sabotage
It's got to be more than you before Oh,
life's better
on Saturn