Life
Is only a state
You can simulate
Practice makes perfect, that's what they say
And no one looks twice
Cause if you play nice
You can wish all your problems away
But the truth is
It's only so high
Before God says "Die"
We oughta stop but we're slaves to the game
Our souls are reduced
To mere pixel juice
Then mixed and distilled till it's all the same
Pixel juice
We're all
Pixel juice
Your head
Is a box full of toys
To abuse and destroy
You do it all to yourself for free
Numbing the pain
Of living in vain
For what feels like eternity
And you hear it
When you close your eyes
You cannot excise
The song that plays on in your one-track mind
The one thing that stays
Once you erase
Everything else from your flawed design
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