Narrowing days seem to stop before my utopic interface

But 5 seconds without it, ain't worth eternity

Here's another story;

Logical Function: it "keeps me awake" Awake?

Caffeine, it must be a friend of mine

This body has treacherous ways, it must be replaced

I'm so tired, so very tired... is it day already?

One of many, and maybe the only fragment of reality that I had in months

This body has treacherous ways, it must be replaced

I'm tired... (I never want to wake up)

But sleeping seems out of the question

Guess I must now hit the reset button

And my comfortable world crumbles again

Leaving me defenseless against the outside

Shaken and afraid, I'm filled with remorse and disgust at the reflection provided by this dark mirror in front of me

Staring back at me, laughing at me

Wait, wait, for how long must I wait?

Until it starts again... and I'm saved

Windows to my freedom, my life

My head hurts... aching a pleasant disease

My head hurts... aching a pleasant disease!

Brand new, my world is at last