Vitamin - Incubus

I’m born, I’m alive

I breathe, in a moment or two I realize

That the sphere upon which I reside

Is asleep on its feet

Should I go back to sleep?

I’m born, I’m alive

I breathe, in a moment or two I realize

That the sphere upon which I reside

Is asleep on its feet

Should I, should I, should I go back to sleep?

You stare at me like I’m a vitamin

On the surface you hate, but you know you need me

I come dressed as any pill you deem fit

Whatever helps you swallow truth all the more easily

We orbit the sun, I grow up

My open eyes see a zombified, somnambulist society

Leaving us as vitamins for the hibernating human animal

Do you, do you, do you see what I mean?

You stare at me like a vitamin

On the surface you hate, but you know you want me

I come dressed as any pill you deem fit

Whatever helps you swallow truth all the more easily

And I wonder, will you digest me?

Into the sleep machine I won’t plug in

In fact I’d rather die before I will comply

To you, my friend I write the reason I still live

Because in my mind it’s set the vitamin is ripe to give

Coming closer to another two thousand years

You and I will pry the closed eye of the sleep machine

You stare at me like a vitamin

On the surface you hate, but you know you want me

I come dressed as any pill you deem fit

Whatever helps you swallow truth all the more easily