We're going sick it's just a question of time It seems so stupid but we are so blind That we can't see the danger of synthetic fantasy Waiting for illusion time Brain attack and feel alright But I can't feel, nothing makes me happy We are addicted by injected satisfaction Artificial reality is what we need But narcotic exterminate your memories Don't destroy your own life lonely in rain You want to feel the pain again. Insane Waiting for illusion time Brain attack and feel alright But I can't feel, nothing makes me happy