Cyclops - Hard Reset

I was born in a place where people

Have only one eye right in the middle

We’re tall and strong, shaved chest mood

Quarrelsome hair-triggerWe don’t care about democracy.

We don’t care about religion.

Being the first to create ‘em is not

Guarantee they still exist

I guess we would be smart and creative

If we had a full size vision

We live in the past, we spit on the presentThe future’s a broken mirror

I scratch my face, I broke my nails on

I’ll try to see what they see

I scratch my face, the eye I have not

I wanna see me

Am I real Am I only This

A wall beside a tree

Roots that cannot breath

But leaves can get much higher

They cannot help but dream

Of distorted hills and seas

That’s how I feel

I woke up hearing a buzz

That was a far crowd screaming

People around me close in his fencesThey’re all getting pills for sleeping

I scratch my face, I broke my nails on

I’ll try to see what they see

I scratch my face, the eye I have not

I wanna see me

Am I realAm I only This

Sometimes I’m scared

Scared that if I change

You won’t recognize me, no more

A wall beside a tree

Roots that cannot breath

But leaves can get much higher

They cannot help but dream

Of distorted hills and seas

That’s how I feel