You say everything around you is annoying But in these days, your life has been a computer You wanna be the first to say You wanna be the first to see Are you inside the monster? Are you next to despair? You thought you were being free You thought it was your glory But you can't face the pain You can't feel like home Aligned in a plastic world You're a bad rhyme Can't you see you're getting old? Are they dreaming? Then dream! Are they lying? Then lie! Are they stoned? Then get high! 'Cause if you were pure, they would be If you were mine, they would've already been