Hyperactive

It’s just another day of my life
In the high res next gen wonderland
I curse the sun
Getting out of bed
I hope my sell-by date
Didn’t expire yesterday

The torture porn on the red roy disc
A sweet kiss of liquid modernity
We have no time for your mistakes
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Here, you have to run as fast as you can to stay in the same place.

You’re too blurry my friend
You’re too slow
Too predictable
Too below
This is all I can hear in my mind
When I try to believe
I’ll stand the pace of this run

Breathe in
Breathe out

It's a glory my friend

It’s just another day of my life
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