These artificial memories make my soul bleed
I'm drawing future on a paper sheet
Face printed on a concrete
I see the world through a digital screen
I see the world through a digital dream
These memories they speak
I tried to run but my feet won't move
I'm lost in a world I can't improve
Body heavy I can barely move
Hold up let me catch my breath
These artificial memories make my soul bleed
I'm drawing future on a paper sheet
Face printed on a concrete