You can hide, but you'll never escape
You can bathe in the pixels you crave
And the world will put you in a cage
Ohh
It's the end of days
But not of time
Digital junkie craze
Oh, what a pitiful day
Conceal, when it feels real
And I can hideout and get lost for days
I will spill my mind virtual haze
It's a riot and parasite days, ohh
It's the end of days
But not of time (of time)
Digital junkie craze
Oh, what a pitiful day
I lie
'Cause reality hurts inside
Red eyes
In digital paradise
Reality, I can't find your spirit
Feel the vines and
Touch the light and
Cover me in blissful cries
Never buy your own demise
Die
I got a slinky
Pretty, pretty slinky
I'm being chased by the storm
Oculus frenzy
Never, never ending
Story time is ending soon
And now
