Thinking happens by itself. The thing that is thinking that it is it that is thinking is a product of thinking.
We aren’t even real and neither are the drugs so before this world ends lets go have some fun.
I watch the figure reach the peak Head in clouds, no room to think He gave the world a blissful wink Took a drink, destroyed the peace We watched the ships explode then sink
On cardboard screens, the blood-shed pink. This is the way we choose to run things.