Lyric

How far are you from I stand?

My life goes on

It’s not stormy

If this world is simulated

What is the definition of failure

Success may not be

The fabrication

The border lines become vague

The sense we can’t regain

So I seem to be in a vat

Let me face up to now like that

How I used to be

How far are you from I stand?

So far, thing’s are going well

If this inside is all the world

They live for what?They will die for?

We are the same

So it’ll the same the day

Even if I am a miss of the program

I can not rebel

The border lines become vague

The sense we can’t regain

So I seem to be in a vat

Let me face up to now like that

How I used to be

Rasterize the fabrication