歌詞

I rely on convenience

A little twisted inside

Power lines look like traps

Like a human-hunting net

Guess it’s inferiority

Money as the bait

Laughing at myself

Getting caught every time

Blank paper sky, and power lines like staves

Composing a melody we call “life”

What kind of song are you writing?

Am I becoming selfish?

Thinking like that

Feels like stalking my own reality

Plugged in, tied down

Chasing the current, never leaving the ground

Every wire feels like a warning sign

But I still trace them like a lifeline

Oh, I’m trapped

Conveniently alive

Depend on common sense

Lash out aimlessly

Say the wires keep me grounded

That’s why I can’t fly

Guess I’m just livestock

A single stupid photograph

Calling it “me” and spiraling down

Tell me who’s holding the switch

Am I charging, or draining slow?

If I unplug, will I vanish?

Would anyone know?

Plugged in, tied down

Chasing the current, never leaving the ground

Every wire feels like a warning sign

But I still trace them like a lifeline

Oh, I’m trapped

Conveniently alive

Conveniently alive

Conveniently… alive