Multicellucity forms a mass with a talking head
Construction on the functions fills the mass with dread
Perception of the patterns is imperative so
Every little I'd makes up another ego's narrative oh

I feel fine, feel fine, feel fine
All the time all the time all the time all the time now
I feel fine, feel fine, feel fine
All the time in my mind it’s my life most the time but

No one builds a city to have no one agree on
Nothing nothing nothing not a single thing to see (huh)
Maybe we can see oursеlf and not only be one
Multi neural-pathways until еverything just stops