Текст песни
When will you reach
The bottom of the deep
How can we know
What is real anymore
Stuck on a screen in room
Can a scroll lead to your doom
Bright light we consume
What are we putting in our minds
Think I don't want to stay here for a while
I just want to see what is in style
Like a flying turkey in the sky
No one can pretend they aren't surprised
Stuck on a screen in a room
Can a scroll lead to your doom
Bright blue light we consume
Finding the time to take sides
When will you reach
The bottom of the deep
How can we know
What is real anymore