Is this real? Cause I can't feel I reach into the darkness And there's nothing to hold Try to heal But spin my wheels The more I try to stop this The more I lose control
Am I just a ghost in my own machine? In a sandbox in the entropy? Some reality got a hold of me And I don't think I'll escape Am I too attached to a memory? Stuck in my head for eternity? Am I in a dream? Or the in-between? I don't think
'Cause I'm not waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up I'm not waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up
Conversations With simulations They say there's no escaping It's a never-ending road My salvation Is lost in translation The more I can't explain it The more I lose control
Am I just a ghost in my own machine In a sandbox in the entropy? Some reality got a hold of me And I don't think I'll escape Am I too attached to a memory? Stuck in my head for eternity Am I in a dream Or the in between? I don't think
'Cause I'm not waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up I'm not waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up up Waking up up I'm not waking
(I'm not waking) (I'm not waking)
Compositores: Stephen Matthew Aiello, Dustin Paul Bates (Dustin Bates) ECAD: Obra #25368536