Jack Simons - Fire in Your Whys Lyrics

You say you've tried all of the gadgets you can try
That humble jetpack of apps is nowhere in sight
And when you're sat there pulling open your third eye
I feel the jealousy breeze like some moth in flight
We stumble 'round this rancid city no daylight
Every step leaves of mark of our own design
But does it matter when we're such tiny french fries
If we are all just some thoughts of our own
I would laugh into a fake cry
Tyrannosaurus in size as the thoughts break down
And kiss each other goodnight
We're stuck in this pickle jar but for now I ask
Can you be my brains
We're one and the same
And I can be your mister brains say
The logic is plain
We're one and the same
And I could put you in the ace lane
The future's barreling down
But your turntable screech is the bulldozer
Destined to turn us around
When you ask there's a fire in your whys
That could blind pirate eyes
Just ask me tonight