Vitamin

Is asleep upon its feet
Whatever helps you swallow the truth
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
Do you, do you, do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
Is asleep upon its feet
In fact I'd rather die before I will comply
All the more easily

You stare at me like I'm a vitamin
A zombified, somnambulist society
Leaving us as vitamins
I'm born, I'm alive, I breathe
That this sphere upon which I reside
You and I will pry

Whatever helps you swallow the truth
For the hibernating human animal
In a moment or two I realize
That this sphere upon which I reside
Coming closer to another 2000 years
All the more easily
But you know you want me

But you know you want me

I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit
On the surface you hate
And I wonder, will you digest me, me, me?
I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit
On the surface you hate

We orbit the sun I grow up
On the surface you hate
Should I, should I, should I go back to sleep?
My open eyes see
But you know you need me
To you, my friend I write the reason I still live
The closed eye of the sleep machine
I'll come dressed as any pill you deem fit
'Cause in my mind it's set the vitamin is ripe to give
Should I go back to sleep?
Into the sleep machine I won't plug in
Whatever helps you swallow the truth