歌词
I couldn't see, pressed my face against the glass.
Transparency up to the sun betrays my past.
Chances are this has been a big mistake,
I have learned to embrace the things I hate.
It's always been the same with you,
your lies have always been see through.
Make lists of things you want to buy,
plastic piled up into the sky.
I forgot what it's like to write by hand,
no one teaches us that glass is made of sand.
I've trained myself to enjoy what I can't taste,
pre-determined to subconsciously erase.
Conditioning that will make us
discard the things we know won't last,
restrict what's in your memory,
pretend you don't act randomly.
This is the future purposely, non-interactive apathy.
You'll wait in line so patiently, undo your brain like tapestry.
Instant microwave train of thought, social behaviour should be taught
to children who think nintendo's sport.
Language and virus, one and nought. Avoid your life.
