| "She's lost in
coma,
Intoxicated from the deep sleep,
Do you wonder what it's like,
Sleeping to escape reality,
Guilty by design,
She dreams in digital,
Now that control is gone,
She's dreaming in digital,
And your pixeled army,
My finger's on the kill switch
(Control your dreams),
Expose yourself, before I shut you down,
Since the virus caught you sleeping.
She's nothing more than fiction,
Cause it's better than nothing,
It seems unreal,
She dreams in digital." |
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Where it's beautiful,
(Deep Sleep)
Living in a permanent imagination,
But you like it like that.
She's nothing more than fiction,
Cause it's better than nothing,
It seems unreal,
She dreams in digital.
Can't save you now,
I remember I used to compose your dreams
And don't be afraid,
You've made some changes,
Guilty by design,
She dreams in digital,
Now that control is gone,
She's dreaming in digital,
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