The fuzz in my head grows 

It's already so low 

The fuzz in my head stands 

It's already all too clear 



So much for losing track of time 



Can cope with a white noise 

Repeating imitation 

Can cope with a white noise 

Blissful complication 

The fuzz in my head stands 

It's already all too clear 



And the hum 

It seperates the two 

It's all frontline, frontline 

It cuts down inbetween 

It's all for nothing 



Too bad it's been here for awhile 

So much for losing track of time 



Let go i've seen it's worth your while 

So much for losing track of time...