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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Fred Oliveira
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Fred Oliveira
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Fading truth, in a complex web of lies Devoid of any reason, We have nothing left inside  Never so close yet never so divided What ought to connect us Is just Tearing us apart  We’re at the edge of our sanity In a parallel reality  Deep inside, machines control our minds It’s getting in our souls It’s driving us insane  When we find its been so long We’ll let ourselves out And so I hope that one day We’ll free ourselves  Disconnected  Weaponised advanced methods Mass thought control Fits nobody’s hands  When we find we’ve been so lost Well open our eyes So I hope that one day We’ll find ourselves  Neural controlling hardware in our every hand This frantic techno race has out-passed our brains Depression and anxiety, hate and loneliness Designed programmed through deranging codes in our veins  When all of our friends are lost  And there’s no one left to fight All I hope that one day We’ll forgive ourselves  When there is nothing left that we can trust Our science, minds, hearts and soul All I hope is one day We’ll find ourselves  Disconnected
Written by: Fred Oliveira