I enter dreams, you hold my head
Our inner pathways don't work the same
I have the zeal of a convert
Hypnosis wheel, parallel port
I don't know what you're made from
Poly phenomenon
Playing thru walls, memory tricks
Noises are off, behind my lids
Spiraling poppies under the pavement
Lateral seams chasing the ancient
And if they come to replace
They'll have no to
Split right down the middle
Super position
Two states one fate
Ripped a flag in shadows
Snapping the wishbone
Gaining the upper hand
Look at the child cornered by thorns
If they fight back, clothes will be torn
If they give in, briars will win
If they resist, branches will bend
Every soul take its toll
Craving to become whole
Will they stay
Split right down the middle
Super position
Two states one fate
Crack the mirror's riddle
Time's indecision
Gaining the upper hand
Gaining, gaining, gaining, gaining
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining
Split right down the middle
Super position
Two states one fate
Ripped a flag in shadows
Snapping the wishbone
Gaining the upper hand
Gaining, gaining, gaining, gaining
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining
Gaining, gaining, gaining, gaining
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining ga-ga-ga-ga-ganining
