It's hard to admit
When you barely fit in
I swore I'd never come here again
But that's the flow of a mind
Caught in magnetic craze
A hyperceptual parade
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
And although I'd love to try
To further open up my mind
I just slowly step aside
And watch the hedonists collide
The crowd is alive
Full of primal relief
I feel old, and they feel free
But they're just slaves to style (We love your style)
Tied to the scene (We love your style)
Fashion's latest Kings and Queens
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
And although I'd love to try
To further open up my mind
I just slowly step aside
And watch the hedonists collide
I must admit
(let's keep our voices discreet)
You know, I still enjoy the "break beat."
So strip me of mind. (We'll strip your mind.)
Strip the mistakes. (We'll strip your mind.)
And make me change for fashion's sake
Feeling happy just to sit alone
And watch the others blindly following to
The infinite groove
And I can barely seem to move
Am I the last alive
Who always feels one step behind
But I just keep that thought inside
And watch the hedonists collide
And as the envy fills my mind
I watch the hedonists collide