Rearranged Reconstructed matter Keep it contained Silver foil around A dream of naked movement on television And all my dreams are fading under the linen Hah! In the city I've been drained So much strain In the morning You go wherever you want to You go wherever you like You go wherever you want to You go wherever you like Seventeen hours Till you decide for me All the states I'm in All the sins I believe in all there is I believe in all there isn't I believe in all there isn't (Wash it off! Wash it off!) I believe in all there isn't (Wash it off! Wash it off!) I believe in all there isn't (Wash it off! Wash it off!) I believe in all there isn't And I still Face it often And I still Keep changing On and on And I fade Always Settle in the moment Take it Break it Fold it apart Hooo (Wash it off! Wash it off!) Haaa (Wash it off! Wash it off! Wash it off!) Oooh, hooo