Do you need what you think you need? Head first into the zombies feed Keep on looking at the ground in front of you You look like you're lost Turn on your GPS! Sign outside reads happy hour But every face looks grey and dour Underachieving and under exposed Lacking any culture but the local sinking hole! Ride the illusion where did we flow to? Stuck with a traffic jam Why can't we get through? Ride the illusion, ride the illusion! What became reality? Shells of dilution We used to dream far beyond reality I used to see, more happy endings The riddles of suppression, Let your mind breathe Riddles of suppression Let your mind breathe Can you see beyond? Do you dare to dream? Do you believe what you cannot see? Or only what is shown through your TV Keep on searching for a trend to smother you You look like you're lost Turn on your GPS! Sign outside reads happy hour But every face looks grey and dour Authenticity falls into that digital hole Now look at all that's happened in the stain on this world Ride the illusion where did we flow to? Technicolor flower dreams How can I get to you to you? Ride the illusion, ride the illusion! What happened in reality? Ceaseless dilution We used to dream far beyond Fused to see, more happy beings I watched a DVD a friend gave me Inspired by footage of the last one hundred years by the sea And what I saw before my eyes Scenes of effortless joy on their faces Where's it all gone wrong Oh so connected, internet infected souls They don't know where to go We're in a world of progress and decay But which was may that be