Most of what I see and hear today
Reminds me of a vanilla cookie
Duplicated so many times (so many times)
Like a bad xerox copy leaving nothing
To the imagination or the senses oh
Art as original as cloned sheep
Nothing is made to keep
And yet I still find myself
Not being able to sleep
Cause just like one who's searching for true love
I search for the perfect
Song as my soulmate
Yet all people are offering
Are vanilla songs on nonstick
Cookie sheets
Leaving my taste buds
Feeling unfulfilled and
(Incomplete)
Incomplete
Still searching for the perfect
Song as my soulmate
Yet all people are offering are
Vanilla songs on nonstick
Cookie sheets
Leaving my taste buds
Feeling unfulfilled
And (incomplete)
Incomplete
This vanilla cookie oh oh
That you're feeding me
I need to be stimulated
Don't give me all this
(Black and white
By design
Duplicated many times)
Painted so many times
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
(Black and white
By design
Duplicated many times)
So many times yeah yeah yeah