Synthetic Joe Lyrics

The twenty minute drive

Felt more like forty-five

My eyes already turned red

And I haven't even cried yet

Laughter left in history

What I feel cannot be real

Synthesize me a memory

That helps me forget who I've been

When I stretch seconds into hours

Days feel like moving through water

If I'd ever fall for any more dreams

I'd still think as though you're still waiting for me

I'm turning into another being

I feel every vein of plasticine

A brave newborn who can face the world

While who I used to be dies in his sleep

When I come crashing, regressive

I cannot refrain to be something synthetic

Then I'm ecstatic to be septic

Now I am become the pathetic, the tragic

Synthetic Joe