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(album: Basic Glitches - 2020)


Living this caffeine dream
Is taking its toll on me
I worship the chemicals
Blurring this line between
Love and dopamine
Until it's invisible

Watching my own thoughts suffocate
Drowning under amber waves of ad space
Sucking in some rat race propaganda
So we travel the stars in our avatars
Begging heaven for a reset password

Oh I think this world apart
Till my brain runs out of breath
It's like an Armageddon in my head until there's nothing left
It's a blue pill kinda life
When you haven't lived one yet
Just skipping myself to death
All for the end of the ad
For the end of the ad
For the end of the ad

Ghost in a sad machine
Feeding me fantasies like it's algorithmical
Blurring this line between
Medicated me and what was original

Staying young
Going numb from making all our moments into rock shows
Life behind a not so candid camera
So we travel the bars in our avatars
Making memories we manufacture

Oh I think this world apart
Till my brain runs out of breath
It's like an Armageddon in my head until there's nothing left
It's a blue pill kinda life
When you haven't lived one yet
Just skipping myself to death
All for the end of the ad
For the end of the ad
For the end of the ad

Oh I think this world apart
Till my brain runs out of breath
It's like an Armageddon in my head until there's nothing left
It's a blue pill kinda life
When you haven't lived one yet
Just skipping myself to death

Oh I think this world apart
Till my brain runs out of breath
It's like an Armageddon in my head until there's nothing left
It's a blue pill kinda life
When you haven't lived one yet
Just skipping myself to death
All for the end of the ad
For the end of the ad
For the end of the ad

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