If it is growing 
 If it is clawing 
 And wants to get out 
 Then let it come out 
    Your memory's failing 
 Your eyes are like rocks 
 And I can see you on the floor of your box   
 You've got answers 
 In everyone is electric circuits 
 And that's all there is   
 So now you're leaving? 
 I'm not that impressed 
 Oh they will comment on the way that I dress 
 If I could be so cruel to confess:   
 That if you built this to look just like you 
 Then here's the irony 
 No one will know 
 If it's tomorrow or today that you go