The Buzzing کے بول

Can't turn it off Can't make it stop Can't staunch the flow The buzzing The buzzing Open to everything Over-exposure Land of confusion The buzzing The buzzing Nothing to express Nothing to express it with Still this inexplicable need to express The buzzing This phantom chatterbox Does it ever stop? Does everything start With destruction? When will you learn that the medicine doesn't work Don't want to be lost in the system Forgotten, forgotten, forgotten... Stare at the ceiling Terrorized by consciousness The buzzing The buzzing The happiness industry With its bland panaceas Has done nothing for me The buzzing The buzzing