In an attempt to make you less like you It was the front of your head they drilled into And they relieved some pressure And they released some bubbles They couldn't ease your pain They couldn't stop your troubles In the new century you weren't next to me You were somewhere off I couldn't find you then I was thinking about you It was quite an experience I was thinking about you It was so sincerely different then In an attempt to make you less like you It was a little room you were thrown into And they relieved some pressure And they released some bubbles They couldn't ease your pain, no They couldn't stop your troubles But I was thinking about you It was quite an experience I was thinking about you It was so sincerely different then