Killing Ourselves 歌词

Overinformation explodes in our eyes. This screen are burning pur days. Giving us false comunication. All bows are weak. Sharing feelings through a lot of codes. Our hearts and senses are cold. Can we really feel through this pixel world?. Can we really express something when we canґt see through the eyes?. Weґre killing ourselves to fit in a mold. There's not real emotion in this place. We're killing ourselves to fit in a mold. there's nothing pure in this place. real feelings do not exist in this place.