I'm on a different level, another echelon.
People acting like they're never wrong need to get along....
And don't be late. What is this thing fate,
that you refer to like it was a keepsake?
Could it be fake or is it real? Let me understand.
Maybe it is something we can feel from the motherland.
Look up at the planets as they cremate. Every-
body's living in a dream state. Can you re-
late for a second, sit down for a talk? Kick
Back for a minute come with me for a walk on a
journey down a pathway, filled with ashtrays that's
riddled with hash blazed from people of past days.
Reflect for a moment on your life, don't forget that you're
golden even if it ain't right. Despite all the omens
Compile components tonight, and take your life to a new
height 'cause you never know...

Maybe we all just drift, maybe our will is true.
No matter what exists, this day was meant for you.
Maybe we all just drift, maybe our will is true.
No matter what exists, this day was meant for you.

What if you are just a machine that is actively
navigating through it's own virtual reality while
life is a dream you experience passively
with the audacity to contemplate mortality,
and you are casually made a participant
to assimilate stimuli that is imminent? Wait...
Does that mean that we're sentient, let alone intelligent?
No, that's irrelevant, so... examine your life with passion
insight and a match you can light during darkness.
Blindness and hardships dissolve with your actions like
fashion like Pac-Sun not unlike your sharpness. It's
time we embark on this journey for miles in terror.
We all need some trial and error – to look for life that is
fairer if feasible. I just hope the goals that you make are believable.

Maybe we all just drift, maybe our will is true.
No matter what exists, this day was meant for you.
Maybe we all just drift, maybe our will is true.
No matter what exists, this day was meant for you.
[REPEAT]
[Maybe we all just drift, maybe our will is true.
No matter what exists, this day was meant for you.]