*Spoken*
Think your in America?
New York maybe, or LA?
Ya, America

You,
Your,
Attached by-,
A hot wire, throgh my eyes

You,
Your,
Attached by,
A quiet wire, through my ear

You,
Your,
Attached by-,
These sweet pictures you dubed in my brain

Dip a finger in me,
And paste one of my words on your machine
Let me be distraction,
Let me be dream
Let me be future,
Let me be - Oh oh
Dip a finger in me,
And draw my words on your machine

In a dream I can touch you,
In your dream
I can feel you twist
I can feel you rise because
Your always neer

Through the paper wall I see you
Dancing with another ones dream
Can't help but be my distraction
Your all I dream

Pin-pricked walls light
Falls over me
Warm until seering
Good until bleeding

I forget, (America)
Throw something out to me!
Mmm That's why I liked you! (America)
Remind me how to breathe!
(I'm Always here)

Dip a finger in me,
And paste one of my words on your machine
Let me, be distraction
Le me be dream
Let me be future
Let me be- Oh oh!
Cross your finger in me
And draw my word on your machine