We're going sick it's just a question of time
It seems so stupid but we are so blind
That we can't see the danger of synthetic fantasy
Waiting for illusion time
Brain attack and feel alright
But I can't feel, nothing makes me happy
We are addicted by injected satisfaction
Artificial reality is what we need
But narcotic exterminate your memories
Don't destroy your own life lonely in rain
You want to feel the pain again. Insane
Waiting for illusion time
Brain attack and feel alright
But I can't feel, nothing makes me happy