كلمات Monochrome

And under the sun, the ignorant ones Between the earth and clouds they lay Awaiting a sign, a movement deciding How to think and what to say Turn to the same page, skip to the same frame Oh how it feels to feel the same Oh mirror of lies, come forge a disguise Copy and paste, copy and paste Is that all there is? Conform and display And the answers drift through the air Illuminating those who hear It’s all illusion-weaving but still Comfort the masses unfulfilled What’s a dream to the dreamer, real? Like it never was tainted by the earth You may not be the best that you can But you’re safe and sound in the end Hide in the whores