It feels like I'm floating
Nothing I touch is real
I'm far too gone to feel
And so I just relax

Shock has dulled my aching senses
But time continues on...

I've donned my suit of armor
I'm ready, now push me through
Whatever's waiting out there
Can't touch me now

But it can still fucking hurt me!

Am I seeing what I need to see?
I had fucking better be
Because I did not come out this far
To take this painful stand for nothing

It seems impatience has become our crowning virtue
And as we waste ourselves, time is growing short
Now we've reached the end of an era
And, personally, I miss Wally

I hear something ringing
Congratulations, you must have won
Oh no, wait, thats just your alarm
Welcome back to reality

I hope you had a nice vaction...