If you're not a believer, start believing
Boy, welcome to the new neighbourhood
Here nothing's like it used to be
All you trusted has changed, just like that
The world's most beautiful, dreamy internet
I was yours completely
But I guess in the end it was only an ugly mistake
That we should have all the information in our homes
The beautiful algorithms pried out my ugly sides
It's no use being on Insta if Sanni doesn't take a peek at you**
I am so alone, my head stays the same all summer and winter long
Here good intentions are buried under nonsense
When the facts grow dim, being civilized is boring
Even if the extreme ends of the spectrum were extremely wrong
Shut up dad, go and suck your own dick
You only do what someone told you to
I guess I'm not from here, I was found at the station
On RDX, I came from an exoplanet
And I was stupid enough to think that here deduction rules
When something nonexistent leaves you empty handed
What is sacred, I don't believe in anything
Not in the big bad dough or a good soul
We stay stupid and cynical
When nothing lasts
Except being pissed off
The post-truth church of the flesh
Quiet rooms of noise
Word-long distances
Between the lines an entire world
At the end of the rainbow nothing but a paranoia of binaries
The stars are faxing dead light
The eternal state of being pissed off***
If you're not a believer, start believing
Boy, welcome to the new neighbourhood
Here nothing's like it used to be
All you trusted has changed, just like that
That's where the hate storm started, another scandal was initiated
The kids are dying of boredom if all is in harmony
I'm not messed up enough to be completely nuts
But not sane enough to have had anything work out
The truth is found on Jodel, what are they yodeling about?
The world is a machine, daddy is fumbling with the modem
I can't feel my profile, face is numb****
I bought a Tamagotchi
A naughty boy who has wilted in the corner
I only read the same books and watch the same movies
All over again from the beginning, the resolution is obvious
I've sometimes talked to the clouds, and the cloud answered
I wanted to raise a question
but the question raised me
The post-truth church of the flesh
Quiet rooms of noise
Word-long distances
Between the lines an entire world
At the end of the rainbow nothing but a paranoia of binaries
The stars are faxing dead light
The eternal state of being pissed off