What would you do if you finally believed in yourself, But you just dont know your ass from a hole in the ground So true its a violation Hide yourself from the same old memories Your image is your invitation Theres no time for sleep so mother fucker come on Chorus: Welcome to the odyssey Prancing through a black hole in the sky From the 30th century so youll feel like me You traded in your high school ring To get away from the pom pom boys And the jock strap girls Yeah, give me the super pill to make things better Yeah, the super pill to make everything alright Chorus Youve been driven by your faceless personality And your image is your own faceless odyssey Come on Im very curious