Lyrics
Once again,
I find myself in front of the mirror
I'm looking at myself but everything gets unclear
Count to three
Stop and think
I don't like you and you don't like me
But when will you stop to pretend that
You don't know what is going on
So I cut a tree and find myself
In the middle
Wishing I was someone else
But I can not
Until the algorithms run
Believing the simulation will become
Something real
To fix this whole situation
Complication
Whole situation
No motivation
Whole situation
Complication
Stop this migraine in my head now
Once again,
I find myself in front of the mirror
I'm looking at myself but everything gets unclear
Count to three
Stop and think
I don't like you and you don't like me
But when will you stop to pretend that
You don't know what is going on
So I cut a tree and find myself
In the middle
Wishing I was someone else
But I can not
Until the algorithms run
Believing this fucking simulation will become
Something real
To fix this whole situation
Complication
Whole situation
No motivation
Whole situation
Complication
Stop this migraine in my head now
Stop this migraine in my head now
Stop this migraine in my head now
WRITERS
Pedro Ramos
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Top Emotion
Sadness
Sentiment
Theme
Sexual
