You say everything around you is annoying
But in these days, your life has been a computer
You wanna be the first to say
You wanna be the first to see
Are you inside the monster?
Are you next to despair?
You thought you were being free
You thought it was your glory
But you can't face the pain
You can't feel like home
Aligned in a plastic world
You're a bad rhyme
Can't you see you're getting old?
Are they dreaming? Then dream!
Are they lying? Then lie!
Are they stoned? Then get high!
'Cause if you were pure, they would be
If you were mine, they would've already been