What would you do if you finally believed in yourself

But you just don't know your ass from a hole in the ground

So true it's a violation

Hide yourself from the same old memories

Your image is your invitation

There's no time for sleep so mother fucker come on



Chorus:

Welcome to the odyssey



Prancing through a black hole in the sky

From the 30th century so you'll feel like me

You traded in your high school ring

To get away from the pom pom boys

And the jock strap girls

Yeahgive me the super pill to make things better

Yeahthe super pill to make everything alright



Chorus



You've been driven by your faceless personality

And your image is your own faceless odyssey

Come on I'm very curious