Once upon a time, there was a time and a world A world that forgot how lucky it is, to be at all Tiny dot on a space map Second of time, still all we got We throw it away for the couple of papers Sabotage of future us And what we take for granted, it may become soon obsolete When we hang up eco-system, game over - we pushing it! Cause civilisation's a game We're bound to lose, but till we play 'Et in Arcadia Ego' still, we play it like an arcade In a game of civilisations, there ain't no medal for a high score Still somehow, we do believe, we've got 'invincible mode' on Becoming 'the sims', beliving a dream It's us, who's in control Those few at the top, are creating a plot for those many down below Those few at the top, be livin' their lives, there's no tomorrow Like they can reset the game, when there's no tomorrow And true that, they killin' it And sit at the top of the game But every game comes to an end When multiplayer is the our only chance!
This is a nature of our species We learn from our mistakes Sometimes there's no time for that This is our first and a last earth! Time is ticking away We got one-way ticket to the final station With fake pranks and fake friends Like NCP's in your PlayStation With averts of adverts When you are the target They don't need no censorship Where no one can hear you scream! When shit floats on a surface As algorithms promotin' it Wanna tell the world, how you feel inside Buy a banner with a naked bitch!
Be like the rest or be ready to die Houghts sponsored by daily bread No space for your own opinion Product placement in your head! We're dead already inside If how we look, is who we are Dedicating our lifetimes To the perfect style on Instagram Freeze framed with a duckface Our legacy for future us Don't let them dead, or hungry children Spoil up your party time If we keep on cooking this earth Desert will be our dessert If we keep forgettin' that behind the screen, is a world that goin' berserk
Even though it's always now, 'now' it won't forever last So take a breath of air, before it turns into an artifact Like many before you and maybe after, stop time, close your eyes Funny thing, things we have a taste just because it won't last...
Smell of the sun on the skin in the summer Smokin' the weed, drinkin' the wine Bare feet on the sand and Creak of snow in the wintertime Homecoming of a long trip With hot shower and your bedsheet Taste of a lazy morning coffee Icy a drink in a summer heat Night in the city with the empty streets With full tank and a good track Or any type of fixation That will you goosebumps on your back Bicycle ride in the spring, Anything that feels good for the first time Will never feel the same again Like the first kiss and the last one... Changing value as time bleach, it like photographs without a meaning A sight, sound, scent in your head nobody but you could ever read it Will stick with you until the end and be gone forever after that A bunch of atoms that were the meaning will turn back into abstract stateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
