I don't fit in there
Might say it's unreal
Feel I'm...
They're all good at their roleplaying
I don't fit in there, I admit it
Might say it's unreal
Feel I'm... Shivering, reckless
Blow it all
Does anybody hear it, in trench?
Stay alert
Shots pour down from everywhere
Is there no one?
Who take this situation's tough
North edge of the south, at borderline
Militaries, all bodies armed, weight's high
Became habit,
they're playing in the command of
Simulation like some fictional prophesying
Damn, what you see x2
20 years old or around,
They wake up with the horn sound
Looking armed but
they emasculate the other side
Might leave you for life while you're off duty
Where is it from?
Did you try to find out your real alarm?
Damn, what you see x2
All they saying is
just hope to make 'em win lotto
Only shoes, not what a man's talking
They care about
How many days did it last
To help you keep your pride?
Real bullets that are loaded in our inside
Made the owner leave the Neverland
Are you still good?
If something's haunting us, stolen https
Is ignorance a bliss or we're just paying for that
Got their own recipes, they cook realness
In this fade zone
I don't wanna step in this whole land
I feel like there's no ground to put my foot on
With their own taste, they cook realness
And everything goes faded
Did we attach a tag 'hell'
Just to make fool of where we live in?
As a last name
You try desperately hard to keep your property
Maybe we've never owned
Every rights are killed behind the scene
Ok, everybody wanna go high up, but how
If in the life salary's only thing
that need to be clear
Is boss your guarantee?
Tabloids make some gossips
And who they fall, are on sale
How can't stars be told muse?
Saw their stories lead to hit bestsell
The truth ain't comes out
Without a bring of somebody's profit
Even cops connect with a plug
Still the blue pill show you reality?
Am I the only one who throw this question?
Am I the only one with the whole idea?
Or is it just me?
What I've got learned from the school's
Required course is nothing else for the students
But the only teacher's ideology of dead one
Why we're out for Democracy
Nothing we know about its use
Except for sue somethin'
Now we stand on graveyard
Stacking scores, burying..
Am I the only one who throw this question?
Am I the only one with the whole idea?
Or is it just me?
Life's just a blur
Cuz this world's ain't nobody's business
We belong to the world some kind of showbiz
Eyes are wide shut
There's only thing left that you get shot
Why you sleep? At least we
Shouldn't let the kids just disappear
Through this whole mirage
Am I the only one who throw this question?
Am I the only one with the whole idea?
Or is it just me?
No, no
No more damn static
Cut the buzzin' out
The authentic sounds be heard (when)
Off the plug