[Instrumental] [Verse 1] It's not like there's a book for this, or something you could read Cause I've looked around And I tried to fill these holes with other roles I never learned to play It seems like they always falter , but how the hell should I know? Cause it always seems to disappear so quickly you can't see Could somebody tell me, where does the time go? I've got a bigger pile of questions than really I could ever need There's no explaining these [Instrumental] [Pre-Chorus] I've never heard a word about the way we're all received At least that I believe in And I know traditions tell it, it's different, they spell it all it out to be There's no need to confuse me [Chorus] Cause I know what I know And if everyone's all subscribed, to fictions that can't be right Then spinning, we all collide one big typo this puppet show [Instrumental] [Verse 2] I'd usually begin this conversation differently I know it's kinda one sided It's so, obvious the answer is a question I believe That nobody's asking, but what the hell do I know? [Bridge] If everyone's so unsure of What's really below or above us Then maybe we all buy in And make our own collective end [Instrumental] [Outro] These puppet strings don't pull themselves You're thinking thoughts from someone else How much time do you think you have? Are you prepared for what comes next?