Из альбома: ...Breathing Is Irrelevant
narrowing days seem to stop before my utopic interface,
but 5 seconds without it, ain't worth eternity
now here's another story; logical Function:
"keeps me awake" awake? caffeine, it must be friend of mine
this body has treacherous ways, it must be replaced
I'm so tired, so verily tired is it day already?
one of many, and maybe the only fragment of reality I had in months
I'm tired (I never want to wake up)
but sleeping seems of questions
guess I must hit the reset button
and my comfortable world crumbles again,
leaving me defenceless against the outside
shaken and afraid, I'm filled with remorse and disgust
at the reflection provided by this dark mirror in front of me
staring back at me, laughing at me
wait, wait, for how long must I wait?
until it starts again and I'm saved
windows to my freedom, my life my head hurts
aching a pleasant disease
my head hurts aching a pleasant disease!
brand new, my world is at last