Running fast at telescreen the world can take you higher
Going down, the real life can always make you feel so blue
When you're watching world is good, the greatest ball of fire
Being there you cannot face what is real on you
You had chosen to live in this neon mist of our times
The simulation seems to be more real than reality
Living in your magic kingdom you can have your best time
When you are what you can be: impossibility
Feeling higher, so much higher, lust to see
(TV or not to be)
Deep you go whenever flows what you can be
(TV or not to be)
In this crazy plot that you are not but seems to be
(TV or not to be)
Megabytes of information running through your dead brain
Thousand kinds of simulation make you feel alive again
You lay down apathetically, beggin for your last kiss
In the tumb that you become, being there you rest in peace
Lost in paradise of signs, you're blind, deaf and dumb, but happy
Another simulation can turn you into a living show
But there's on the mask more feeling and life that it could never be
When you are what you can be...
