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Unconscious
In this dream I'm already tired of happiness.
Surrogates programmed by me.
This place, time moves by my will.
False power my mind believes is true
I'm unconscious, I'm unconscious,
still unconscious.
I'm unconscious.
Shackled to chains that I can't break from.
My voice echoes back to me again, alone.
Divided away from what's real.
I'm unconscious for life.
Connections lost within a fake world.
The sun's rays remembered by my body.
Imitate warmth but I grow colder.
I'm the only one that knows I don't belong.
I'm unconscious, I'm unconscious
still unconscious...
Surrogates programmed by me.
This place, time moves by my will.
False power my mind believes is true
I'm unconscious, I'm unconscious,
still unconscious.
I'm unconscious.
Shackled to chains that I can't break from.
My voice echoes back to me again, alone.
Divided away from what's real.
I'm unconscious for life.
Connections lost within a fake world.
The sun's rays remembered by my body.
Imitate warmth but I grow colder.
I'm the only one that knows I don't belong.
I'm unconscious, I'm unconscious
still unconscious...
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