turn up your circuits
check out your chips
because you're going to live a long life
check the identity card
it shows your code
listen to the white noise in your ears
it fades away
reality is just a bunch of illusions
check the pixels of them
stop your radio for a second
and tell me what you see and hear
it's not that the beauty of the truth
there is nothihng else but you
play your credit of life today
do the twisted dance again
smile that full to dance
theater of pulses
colors of light
pulses of sound
all goes to one
blurring distortion until you realize
there is nothing but the truth
we are born and we die
tune up your chips and circuits
you're going to live longer