The Worst Of Both Worlds

It's the beginning and it's never ending

And I will mask myself as the solution to all life's mess

I've left you living in a world where you depend on me

I recommend you leave (peace)

And now I think it's time, time that you let go (let go)

Tired of living in a world where reception is low

Don't know your own bones (own bones)

After years of being trapped in your headphones

How does it feel to be alone?

Living in world that you don't even know

It's in the palm of your hands

Do you feel numb?

It's in the palm of your hands, so listen up

And now I think it's time, time that you let go (let go)

Tired of living in a world where reception is low

Don't know your own bones (own bones)

After years of being trapped in your headphones

Are you so blind you can't see anything at all?

Except the screen you've burned into the back of, the back of your skull

Do you feel numb to the touch?

It's an electric emotion that separates heart from the thumb

And heart from the lung (from the lung)

On the list of addictions it's still number one

We're a step back from evolution

But when life hands you lemons you make do

Four thousand years of living in fear but nothing held us back here

These open arms were built by satellite hands

But there's a hole inside this man

I hope you understand that the worst of both worlds

Is dependent on robotic arms

Are you so afraid of the dark, you sleep with one eye open?

Never to part ways with airwaves

Are you so inclined with your heart

You would give up the whole world?

Start over again

Start over and over again

It's the beginning and it's never ending

And I will mask myself as the solution to all life's mess

I've left you living in a world where you depend on me

I recommend you leave (peace)

And now I think it's time, time that you let go (let go)

Tired of living in a world where reception is low

Don't know your own bones (own bones)

After years of being trapped in your headphones

It's time, time that you let go (let go)

Tired of living in a world were reception is low

Don't know your own bones (own bones)

After years of being trapped in your headphones

Are you so afraid of the dark, you sleep with one eye open?

Never to part ways with airwaves

Are you so inclined with your heart, you would give up the whole world?

Start over again

Start over and over again