歌詞

The fan is spinning

Only the blue of the monitor is there

Sleeping on the cord

After a short email

To an unreachable server

My heart beats

Data disappears with a blink

A bug mixed with a sigh

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Your voice also melts

Between the clicking noises

I think I'm alive

Water in a tilted mug

After the time that spilled

The world changes version

Illuminates me

Between the cold cords, like the touch of an invisible hand

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Before light is born

Between the clicking noises

I'm still singing

A lost voice lies within the scroll

Quietly listening to yesterday's backup

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A dazzling sea of ​​data

Clearing my sleepless heart just once

Morning on the display