Slip back into the stream Empty your mind and dream Of a borderless plane Let me push you insane I’m the salt in your field The fire to the wood The distortion of real A whisper “you should…” Now your defense melts away It’s time for my stay Your wish my command I merely serve with a hidden hand You’ll have it all: Nothing It’s the perfect price: Everything Words and numbers on the tip of your thumbs Count yourself against the crowd of people Living for your silicon eyes An entire missing generation collapsed before your feet Where did we build this artificial god? Now your reach continues to pierce the sky Sectioned off and quarantined from on high Why couldn’t you just follow the simple rules Infinite love and chances yet you act like fools编辑于2023/08/31更新