So David Newman, never seen before To pay my days and blue your eyes I run to wipe that blue away I don't want to see you Techni-nothing-colored Take my eyes and make me blind, colored days not in you Not in lumen faces They more few in all the I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x3) I don't want to see you nothing-nothing-colored I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x3) I don't want to see you I don't want to see I don't want to see you techni-nothing-colored (x2) I don't want to see (mix of syllables from the opening, no words) I and Number Eight Two One Seven am running away I know, and it does (x6) Unsleeping, keep on running and please hold the line numb, knives, and all exposed ribs is intimate, You say it hurts, I know, and it does I and Number Eight Two One Seven am running away And it does (x8)