Old Data in a Dead Machine -

Eyes glued to the window pane

Till the sun comes up to say

«Worry, fixate and then repeat»

Do you imagine their blood inside your head?

As far as I know they’re all already dead

Caught up in a comfortable lie

So why aren’t you alive yet?

Pain can be trusted

Take your own advice before you take theirs

All you wanted was something

All you wanted was something

That something is nothing

Well, ain’t that… something