I'm sure we're taller in other dimension
You say we're small and not worth the mention
Youâre tired of movin', your bodyâs achin'
We could vaca, there's places to go
Clearly this isn't all that there is
Can't take what's been given but we're so okay here
We're doing fine, primal and naked
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it
And we're free to roam...
