Memories are nagging me again Cleaning out my brain like turpentine Epic tales of heroes hunting whales And mortal souls made out to be divine
But I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so, anymore
Omnipresent streams of other peoples' dreams Fill my screens while I try to sleep at night Promises you're better off as someone else Promises that everything's all right
But I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so, anymore
You're only worth the clothes draped on your back You're only worth the dollar that you're working for You're only worth the sunshine that you breathe And not a moment more