Your etiquette 

Your rules on interaction 

What are you waiting for? 

Nobody's home we're all out trying to find one 

What are we waiting for? 

The recipe a clear connection the time the time the time the time 

The direction we just want we don't know 

This one wants the art this one wants the politic 

Everybody wants their own damn station 

If we're so fine maybe you can tell me why 

no one counts until they're dead 

I asked you, I asked you a question, 

I just want I don't know 

The imperfections are here to find if your position is so unkind 

Everything is not alright 

And since we live in present tense the only hope of making sense 

All depends on the source of light 

Everything is closed captioned so come on