All around me, cameras play

Folks they sing out of key

A bumblebee melody

Hummmmmmmmmm

To the sky a creature falls

Banging against the walls

Which lies right between my skull

Hushhhhhhh

A silence to a degree in which

You know they will come for me

Or perhaps they won't then again

I'm not the one, never been

Self made never chosen, my personality's

Alway frozen, or medicated to a dim

And happy pills, with nootropic whims