I ask myself should I put my finger to the left, no
I ask myself should I put my finger to the right, no
I say it really doesn't matter where I put my finger
Someone else will come along and move it
And it's always been the same
It's just a complicated game
oh, and
My microbes and I
We can't wait to lay down and die
Realize that we must be spent
Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent