| Song | Mindspin |
| Artist | 311 |
| Album | Soundsystem |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Hexum/Martinez Music:Sexton | |
| Are you missing us | |
| Maybe wanting to be kissing us | |
| If you must | |
| Then please don't be dismissing us | |
| When we're gone bailin on the bus | |
| Are we immersed in a sea of replicants | |
| Hard exteriors and fake gold fronts | |
| Losing yourself in the flavor of the month | |
| Gotta be a better reason to colonize a star | |
| Gotta be a better reason man's come so far | |
| Is that you in the mama-ocean-people-sea | |
| Is that you in this dream I see waving me | |
| Closer with one hand | |
| While the other shields your eyes as if surprised | |
| To see the universe begin | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Being up on the mindspin | |
| Are you still glad that it has been | |
| Six years and seven months | |
| This is what you want don't front | |
| I'm feelin it right now | |
| In this, the gold hour | |
| Part clock and part man | |
| Reconciling my life span | |
| Keeping things whole | |
| We move out of the space where air flows | |
| When all of a sudden here we are and here we go | |
| The evolutionary mind turns twists backflips | |
| In space-time | |
| The continuum | |
| Real-life planetarium | |
| It's a natural fact | |
| Time is speeding up | |
| There isn't much left | |
| Heart rate increasing | |
| Bustin’ through your chest | |
| Compressed | |
| Is your life in the physical | |
| But out of memory comes a vision | |
| Which is a miracle | |
| Yeah that | |
| Normally we just can't see | |
| It's not natural or typical | |
| Of our same old thing | |
| Livin’ too fast | |
| Unable to grasp the past | |
| Or the future | |
| When at last we ripple | |
| After our big splash | |
| (Chorus) | |
| You remain and refrain | |
| From the pain of wasted time | |
| The last thing on my mind is | |
| Running high fuel supply | |
| Reason why | |
| We just don't quit | |
| Can you get with | |
| A melding of two minds | |
| What's the worst thing | |
| You could find | |
| A paper trail | |
| That prevails | |
| In demystification | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? |
| Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
| Are you missing us | |
| Maybe wanting to be kissing us | |
| If you must | |
| Then please don' t be dismissing us | |
| When we' re gone bailin on the bus | |
| Are we immersed in a sea of replicants | |
| Hard exteriors and fake gold fronts | |
| Losing yourself in the flavor of the month | |
| Gotta be a better reason to colonize a star | |
| Gotta be a better reason man' s come so far | |
| Is that you in the mamaoceanpeoplesea | |
| Is that you in this dream I see waving me | |
| Closer with one hand | |
| While the other shields your eyes as if surprised | |
| To see the universe begin | |
| Chorus | |
| Being up on the mindspin | |
| Are you still glad that it has been | |
| Six years and seven months | |
| This is what you want don' t front | |
| I' m feelin it right now | |
| In this, the gold hour | |
| Part clock and part man | |
| Reconciling my life span | |
| Keeping things whole | |
| We move out of the space where air flows | |
| When all of a sudden here we are and here we go | |
| The evolutionary mind turns twists backflips | |
| In spacetime | |
| The continuum | |
| Reallife planetarium | |
| It' s a natural fact | |
| Time is speeding up | |
| There isn' t much left | |
| Heart rate increasing | |
| Bustin' through your chest | |
| Compressed | |
| Is your life in the physical | |
| But out of memory comes a vision | |
| Which is a miracle | |
| Yeah that | |
| Normally we just can' t see | |
| It' s not natural or typical | |
| Of our same old thing | |
| Livin' too fast | |
| Unable to grasp the past | |
| Or the future | |
| When at last we ripple | |
| After our big splash | |
| Chorus | |
| You remain and refrain | |
| From the pain of wasted time | |
| The last thing on my mind is | |
| Running high fuel supply | |
| Reason why | |
| We just don' t quit | |
| Can you get with | |
| A melding of two minds | |
| What' s the worst thing | |
| You could find | |
| A paper trail | |
| That prevails | |
| In demystification | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? |
| Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
| Are you missing us | |
| Maybe wanting to be kissing us | |
| If you must | |
| Then please don' t be dismissing us | |
| When we' re gone bailin on the bus | |
| Are we immersed in a sea of replicants | |
| Hard exteriors and fake gold fronts | |
| Losing yourself in the flavor of the month | |
| Gotta be a better reason to colonize a star | |
| Gotta be a better reason man' s come so far | |
| Is that you in the mamaoceanpeoplesea | |
| Is that you in this dream I see waving me | |
| Closer with one hand | |
| While the other shields your eyes as if surprised | |
| To see the universe begin | |
| Chorus | |
| Being up on the mindspin | |
| Are you still glad that it has been | |
| Six years and seven months | |
| This is what you want don' t front | |
| I' m feelin it right now | |
| In this, the gold hour | |
| Part clock and part man | |
| Reconciling my life span | |
| Keeping things whole | |
| We move out of the space where air flows | |
| When all of a sudden here we are and here we go | |
| The evolutionary mind turns twists backflips | |
| In spacetime | |
| The continuum | |
| Reallife planetarium | |
| It' s a natural fact | |
| Time is speeding up | |
| There isn' t much left | |
| Heart rate increasing | |
| Bustin' through your chest | |
| Compressed | |
| Is your life in the physical | |
| But out of memory comes a vision | |
| Which is a miracle | |
| Yeah that | |
| Normally we just can' t see | |
| It' s not natural or typical | |
| Of our same old thing | |
| Livin' too fast | |
| Unable to grasp the past | |
| Or the future | |
| When at last we ripple | |
| After our big splash | |
| Chorus | |
| You remain and refrain | |
| From the pain of wasted time | |
| The last thing on my mind is | |
| Running high fuel supply | |
| Reason why | |
| We just don' t quit | |
| Can you get with | |
| A melding of two minds | |
| What' s the worst thing | |
| You could find | |
| A paper trail | |
| That prevails | |
| In demystification | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| People | |
| Want to believe | |
| In mysteries | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? | |
| Is the truth so bad? |